Thursday, February 18, 2010

I restore myself when I'm alone....

My imaginary friend
I see when I am almost a sleep or not just yet awake.
He tells me stories and fairytales,
He keeps me holding on

He is my best friend,
He is very understanding,
And he knows what I’m all about,
He can feel what I am feeling.


I see him every night
He never misses one
Always there for me
And he keeps me strong


When I am feeling bad
he is always by my side
sitting on my bed
and he listens every time


he vaccinates me
for the troubles of the world
so I am immune now
for sorrow.





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