THE FEW WHO MATTER...

They say the more, the merrier, yet I've come to see, A crowd can feel lonely, but a few can set you free. Not in numbers, but in depth, true friendships grow, Where masks aren’t needed, where your true self shows. No need to pretend, no need to impress, With the right ones, you can simply confess— Your dreams, your fears, the light, the dark, They’ll stand beside you, through every mark. Through storms and sunshine, through loss and gain, They stay when others walk away in vain. They laugh with you, but more than that, They listen when your world falls flat. So seek not many, but those who care, Who see your soul and choose to stay there. For in the end, it’s never the crowd, But the few who make you truly proud.