My Friend

My friend,
She climbed back into her shell,
She goes there for protection,
It’s not hell!

My dear friend,
She wants not to suffocate,
She wants to break free,
Open the garden gate.

My lovely friend,
She has a secret,
Not very dark,
She wants to keep it.

My complex friend,
Wishes to be understood,
Not to be taken for granted,
Wants to feel good.

My true friend,
Can see into me,
Sometimes I’m scared,
I can’t hide anything.

Who’s my friend?
Not my weekend?
Where I don’t pretend
Till the beautiful end.