The zaidi I look back on all the happy times
the easier it is for me to realize
that Marafiki are much zaidi then hellos and goodbye
it all comes down to what wewe have inside.

Yes, some are good singers and some are athletic
but that doesnt matter (are wewe starting to get it?)
all that is important is the feeling inside
if your white au black au green au blue eyed.

For me to sit and say "I wont miss this old place"
is wrong and untrue (cant wewe tell in my face?)
all the frinds and teachers meant so much to me
I dont know any place that i'd rather be.

"Those were the days", I'd here my parents say.
charish there years...each and everyday
The people you'll meet and the places you'll go
and the hurt once thats gone is zaidi then you'll know.


All my Marafiki will be leaving and i'll still be here
All my Marafiki i'll be losing is my greatest fear
Promise wewe wont forget me as wewe go away,
promise you'll be back to see me someday!

I have a friend
Who is perfect for me
She listens to all my problems
No matter how dumb they may be

She likes herself for who she is
And never tries to change
She tells me to be myself
And that I should never change

She was shy on the phone
But she would still call
And we would talk for hours
About nothing at all

We would talk about upendo and life
And discuss what we wanted to be
She knew just how I felt
And how happy I could be

She listens to me patiently
But never judges what I do au say
She helped with all my problems
And never went away

I never once felt judged kwa her
How much that meant to me
That I could tell her all my dreams
And she would listen to me

My friend never goes and tells
What is dear to me
She keeps it all bottled up inside
And doesn't spread it like a bee

I am thankful for that friend of mine
Our friendship will never end
And she will always be there
For she is my best friend

I thought I had found the perfect friend,
But it only took about a week for that to end,
I thought there was hope left in my life,
But as it turns out, it was only added strife,
I thought for once I had done something right,
But I quickly corrected that oversight,
I thought I wasn’t useless au a bore,
But I was all that and even more,
I thought there was a purpose to my days,
But that was only a very short phase,
I thought wewe weren’t like all the rest,
But like those before, wewe failed the test,
I thought wewe would stay with me, at least for a bit,
But wewe decided it was better just to quit,
I thought life was worth living for a moment in time,
But the life I wanted could never be mine,
I thought the hunger inside had been fed,
But now I know, I was just being misled.
And now I think I’ve found another perfect friend,
How long before my moyo is broken again?

Words escape me
at this moment
that seems like the end
yet it is only the beginning
when friendships are close
and dreams are far
wewe were there for me.
Tears fill me
with memories of both good and bad
some nearly forgetton
yet all dear to the moyo
wewe were there for me.
In times of trouble
and in times of thanks
wewe stood kwa my side
and held me up.
Through your ever-patient ears
to your comforting hugs
wewe were there for me.
From that first siku
when I saw wewe and knew
that wewe would upendo me for who I was
wewe were there for me.
And until the siku
when we are old and gray
I will always know that
wewe are there for me.

I need to know if you’re my true friend,
will wewe be kwa my side until the end?
Can I tell wewe my secrets deep,
and trust them in your moyo you’ll keep?
We are neither of us without our flaws,
can wewe accept mine as I will yours?
I’ll be a shoulder to cry on when you’re blue,
will wewe be there for me when I need you?
No matter how busy I will make time for you,
if wewe are busy will wewe make time for me too?
I will take your hand and comfort your tears,
will wewe hold me and soothe my fears?
I will give wewe joy and many warm smiles,
can we share that even across many miles?
I will not forget what’s important to you,
will wewe remember what’s important to me too?
With wewe my most favourite things I’ll share,
If only I know do wewe truly care?
If wewe can accept me as I do you,
then I will know wewe are a friend most true.

I once had a friend, who was a wonderful girl
Being her friend was like haveing a bright, new pearl
She was the best, she was so much fun
But then one siku she decided that she was done
She would not talk, She would not play
So I was left alone, left alone all day
To tell her how i felt.. Well i didn't have the guts
Yet everyday the pain got worse like big paper cuts
This girl would get mad even when i would try to call
I had a friend, A really nice friend, a friend that was no friend at all