as i look back over the past few years,
i think of my friends with tears.
those few girls that accepted me for who i am,
didn't care what i looked like, didn't think i was sham.
whenever they needed, i was there with a ear to lend,
listening and helping, from the beginning to the end.
they know i care and i know they care.
my gin, my jo, and especially my care bear.
never will i forget them, nor they i.
i'll always be there when they need to cry.
should anything happen, thick or thin,
we'll always be there, 'cause we're friends.