The Heart Of A Good Friend Poem by Joseph Walls

Used and confused
No where to turn, No where to go
Seems like this life is becomeing slow
Want a friend, Don't want it to end
People look at me and they see right past me
And a true person I am but no one can see
I may not be popular or a jock
And I may not be rich with a boat tied to a dock
But for all of you to see
I am only me
For I don't pretend
Get to know me for I make a good friend
I look on the inner beauty and that's the heart
I'm a good listner and for that I won't part