People think that I don't have many friends
Well I think they are very wrong
Let's see,
There's Sally, Fredric, Rosie, and Tom
They never really get along
You see they always argue
About who's right and who's wrong
Maybe because they're all so different
Sally is scared
Fredric is always so sad
Rosie is always angry at the other voices
Tom has never spoken
They're all so different
Whenever I'm bored,
I tune in and listen
I listen about what they're saying
It's always interesting
They tell me to do different things
One day they said something rather strange
Kill yourself
I've always listened
So I listened to them
Thanks you voices
I trust my voices
YOU ARE READING
Drip Drop
PoetryThe liquid goes drip drop ~A series of short poems- Highest Ranking: #99 in poetry
