Mine don’t speak the same language
The ones that do, they aren’t the same
Can’t understand me the way the others do, I’m different at school.
I can’t be open when I can’t communicate my feelings with words
My true friends can’t speak my language
But they can tell how I feel just by being near me
My true friends make me happy, no matter what kind of mood I’m in before I see them
They make me glow
No matter how bad my day has been
My true friends bring out my real personality,
I don’t have to explain for them to get me,
And they don’t have to speak to make me feel happy
Around my true friends, I am always happy.
My true friends pull me out from behind the curtain
They know me
And I’m comfortable stepping away from the curtain hiding me, to be myself