My friend has animosity towards me.
I don't know if it's the curls in my hair.
Or my skin that isn't fair.
Yet, there is a shrieking tension
at every mention of any person,
with despair.
Is it people who deem me brilliant, gorgeous, talented, or fabulous that lets our friendship extend into the abyss of nonexistence
There is animosity between my friend and I.
YOU ARE READING
the notes in my notebook
Non-Fictionso I write a lot of books and now I'm ready to share my poetry on my page, so I hope you enjoy it 🫶🏽
