"FWENDS"

"FWENDS"

Born with a silver spoon 
Raised in the way of the royals 
Day in, day out 
He was thought in the ways of the royals 
Many admired his way of life 
Many would want to live the kind of life he does 
But are not in any way near having it 
He grew up in the way of the royals 
Nurtured in the way of the kings 
Catered for in the way of the presidents 
But, he was not happy 
Never happy for a minute 
Perhaps he wasn’t as rich as would love to be 
Or he was too rich to be; 
The best instrumentalists play in his chambers 
The best comedians are his best friends 
The greatest actors act on his stage 
All to make his life a perfect one 
Yet, he is in gloom 
He tried so hard to be happy 
All won’t just work out 
But I 
With what he considered a rag 
Nothing but a commoner 
Still is the happiest man on earth 
Because I have friend 
A friend is worth all you could ever want 
A friend is worth a million 
A friend like you is valueless 

true friends