The world comes to life and everything's bright
From beginning to end when you have a friend by your side
That helps you to find the beauty you are
When you open your heart and believe in the gift of a friend

Someone who knows when you're lost and you're scared
And there through the highs and the lows
Someone you can count on, someone who cares
Beside you wherever you'll go

In nursery, you have friends who goes around kissing each other and play like there's no tomorrow. For me, I had a friend, who was so much taller than me, who protected me like a body guard. To chase away the guys who would bully me in kindergarten. She was a very loyal friend, but then we separated.

In primary school, your social life starts to widen. You meet all sorts of people from all sorts of places. Then you form cliques and call each other bffs. For me, I formed many cliques, been everyone's bff, got fought over, an fought over others. Then I found two of my best friends who lived nearby. We were inseparable. But then comes secondary school. One went mad with boys, smoke and drugs. The other could only he there for me once in awhile. We all have drifted apart.

In secondary school, you would expect all those friendship politics to disappear. It was a new school for God's sake. No one knew you and you could start a new. But before you know it, you get caught up in the tangle of reality. Never knowing who to trust, and what to do. Some keep trying to climb the social ladder, trying so hard to be the coolest, to be the centre of attention. For me, I've found many friends, formed great friendships. But before I could leave this stage of my life, I feel them slipping away so quickly, I can't catch up. I've found what I thought to be true friends, only to be let down again and again. I wouldn't really call the rest fake, but I'll always know that what they say is untrustable. Not reliable, jut lies. But then again, I'm not in the perfect state to judge them for who they are.

So my cycle of friendships just continue. I don't know what I'll face in my next school? Or the next, or the next. But hopefully, by then, all of us would mature, and find these childish games of backstab, two facing and friendship shit all a laughing matter. And all of us would sit together and reflect in mid smiles that we were just making a fool of ourselves then.