poem for the ending of 2015

poem 14

My heart brakes
When I see my friends
With these guys
Who disrespect them
Who abuse them
And I wish
I could tell them
That they diserve more
They diserve somlne who
Will kiss them
On their forehead
When they're mad or sad
I stared to say something
But I was reminded,
By a certain someone,
That I
Have no
Room
To talk