I came to my college like a newborn baby
Scared and anxious
Alone with people who I don't know
But my age takes my privilege to cry out for help
So I sat in silence screaming on the inside
I clawed at my self esteem bumping into people with the same skin as me
Couldn't hear the interest, couldn't feel the kindness
Numbed by self loathing and years of shyness
Dreams fuel my suicidal tendencies
Mind blown that people would be friends with someone like me
But as you can see we grew closer
Which surprised me because most my memories are of my drama
Dragging them to my hell so of course I feel kind of
Shitty, bitchy, underserving of such love and kindness
Blessed to be surrounded by people who are so opened minded
Crying in the bathroom
From getting bullied in my dorm room
Breathing in while letting my shame out on them
The most embarrassing thing was during a conversation I deposit
What I sometimes do in my college closet
I'm calm now but it's hard to hide my fear
That all my friends will soon disappear
Growing emotionally and/or physically distant
Like a memory of the other friends I miss
And I'll try to calm down and just happy that I have the friends I have now
YOU ARE READING
My College Friends
PoetryThis poem is about the friends I have at my college. Before and during me knowing them and my fears about our friendship. (Cover picture by ogamagirl from deviantart)