i have friends
i know their names
we all love
to play games
we all live
not a moment apart
even when im alone
because they live in my heart
im older now
wiser now
an more afraid of my friends
in my child hood
we were all under stood
if we had those friends
eventually they all go away
but mine desired to stay
if absence makes your heart grow fonder
than the more you hate if you stay longer
of all the friends , i have lost one
a quiet voice
for ever shunned
she sits in the corner of my mind
sticks and stones thrown all the time
they laugh
they tease
they infect like a disease
all in the name of friends
she sits in the corner
raze her voice ? never
hoping the world ends
so she can escape the friends
but now the girl is less destrought
realizing we all have friends ,
they are called thought
YOU ARE READING
maybe im messed up
Poetrywell here it is , my heart on my book sleeve (and now for the laughter at a bad pun)or just random weird things (manly involving unicorns) that cross my awkward mind . this is a book of poems letting you into the head of a average high school (or sh...
