This is for the friends who stand by me at my worst
who don't shout or curse
but understand my problems
accept my flaws.
They're the ones who make me pause
and consider the cause of my passion and hard work.
It is they who bring it to me.
They do not know how much they've inspired
how many times I've woke up despite being tired
to pen the end of a poem
that may not carry their name
but is an ode to who they are all the same.
My drive is not fame.
I am driven by friends,
to articulate how they have made me who I am.
A thousand thanks may be nice,
but it is unrealistic
so I'm hoping that this poem will suffice.
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