What would I ever do without my friends
paper and pen
they're here for the sad times
and the good ones too
these pages know me like the sky knows blue
we go way back to the time my life really begun
I was fourteen, so naive, so young
I tough I had the world all firgured out
I thought I knew what it was all about
little did I know how painful life can be
and I had not seen the beauty I've been blessed enough to see
like the way sunshine can melt away all winters chills
how a fresh strawberry's taste cures better than any pill
my journals have listened
when no one else possibly could have
they've weathered every storm
I shall keep them close
so close
even when they're faded and torn
oh simple special pages that my secrets live inside
thank you for being here for me
for catching me as I fall of this roller coaster ride
it keeps me looping back and forth
all up and down
thank you for giving me escape
the safest place to drown
I will always remember
 how you've helped me sow
this quilt of memories
so nealty stiched in evenly spaced rows
I love the feel of my pencil
as it sweeps across the page
I will keep you close
so close
in times of youth and in age.