You play alone or with siblings in your earlier years,
always having yourself and family to help conquer your worst fears!
You grow up as time passes,
soon entering school and receiving newfound classes.
You are afraid, but curious as well.
You look around lonely from your parents warm farewell,
You are alone without knowing anyone around.
This is your first time you don’t make a sound.
As the time flies when you're having fun,
you start to get to know everyone.
You meet new people that you like,
and you feel like you can just take flight.
You then meet kids that are mean and rude,
so all you want to do is get in a fight.
This is a short poem yes it has a quick end quite a weird flip.
Although, this explains how fast friends are made or “The Process of Friendship”