Tears stain my face,
You hold me, wrapping me in a gentle embrace.
You try to comfort me,
But its not you that I need.
I need my best friend,
But she's gone...
She's disappeared behind the makeup,
That seems to have stolen away everyone that I once called my friend.
She's just another victim to beauty,
Just another pretty-faced airhead.
Curious as to how many guys she could get to chase her.
I've tried to help her,
But all I've succeeded in doing is adding to the pain she has already caused me.
I don't want to give up on her,
But I'm done.
I can't help her if she won't let me.
I admit I'm not perfect and I have my faults,
But at least I know who I am and all of my friends can still recognize me.
They don't see me as some stranger.
Some person they used to know.
I would like to say I still know her...
But I don't anymore.
~Anonymous~
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Sad Poems
Poetrya variety of losses, regrets, and depression wrapped into a mess of a poem book started: 04.29.15 completed: 06.24.19 a book that has existed almost as long as I have on here. thank you for giving my story a chance (my apologies if some are really c...
