I'm looking for a friend
Who can understand the real me
(doesn't everyone?)
Who understands that sometimes I'm quiet
But that isn't me
That I can talk and speak my mind like the rest of them
But I'm still who I am
I too have my talents, my faults and my desires
Don't shun me for them, accept me for who I am

An outsider might label me
Quiet, Boring or even a Doormat
But a real friend would know
That I am not one or either
I may be all three
But that is not who I am
But merely a part of me