Friends.
Always supporting,
Always comforting,
no matter what dumb mistakes,
or lowly levels I stoop to,
they are there
to help,
to build me up
and keep me from breaking down.
Even at my lowest points,
they understand.
My supporters,
My heroes,
My friends.
Peace
Such a simple concept,
but so rarely does it happen.
Holding hands,
hugging,
even a simple smile
to soothe the hate
blooming all over the world.
Why?
Why can't we just all get along?
Is it really that difficult
to be kind to one another?
These questions frequently swirl
around our minds,
but never can we seem to come up with an answer.
All we can do,
is strive towards the same goal:
Peace.
I can definitely relate to the first one, in almost every way you wrote about. The second one, too. There are a few grammatical errors here and there, but that's not a big deal. I can see a definite difference in voice from the start of 8th grade to now, and it's a good difference. Keep writing! You're on a roll now, don't go on a posting hiatus again!
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