How is it fair?
I know the answer
Its not
It shouldnt happen
Not to you
Especially not alone
A friend should be there
Along with you
To help you through it
And yet, somehow
You need to help ME
Get through it
Im your friend
Right?
So why cant i help?
Give the support thats needed
Im just
Not a good friend.
See?
Somehow
I just managed
To make this all
About me
And my problem
I dont need to be
The fuckin hero
What kind of person am i?
YOU ARE READING
Exposed
PoetryHere i am With my thoughts My doubts My feeling All layed out Right here Exposed.
