Am I a friend?
Or am I a convenience?
Because you were never there
When you were most needed.
But, hey, it's fine.
I'll always be there for your cries.
See? How convenient.
You could push me to the edge,
Yet I'll still do what I can
To be your friend.
Uh oh. Convenience wins in the end.
But I'll still care.
Again and again.
YOU ARE READING
Sure, Thanks, I am Fine
PoesiaDepression Anxiety Insomnia Heartbreak Unloved Crazy Scared Joyful Happy Bullied Everything listed here is something I've either felt or gone through. As have many others. But is it easy to say out loud? No, it never is.
