My Wish

A good friend, a helping hand,

That’s what I’ve always seen you as.

You’re a good man, whether you see it or not,

And you don’t deserve these things you’ve got.

Waking up wilted, wounded;

Who chose this path for you?

Eyes shut, day at a close,

Another day you forced yourself through.

In the midst of this wacky world of ours,

Many a good man fall just to stand again.

Beaten and battered, but still they rise.

I see that in you;

I wish you did too.

My wish in this demented world

Is for you and those alike.

I wish that in this wacky world

You didn’t have to fight.

Across the world, the best men fall

Time and time again.

That’s why this wish is for you, my friend,

Both for you and them.

I wish the best of men

Could be simply free and happy.

I wish you didn’t have to hurt

Just to be who you are.

Dear my friend, my good, good friend,

I wish that you could see

The amazing man behind the pain;

The man who dreams,

The man I see.