You feel down.
I cheer you up.
You're sad.
I made you laugh.
You're mad.
I understand.
You talk.
I listen.
You're happy.
So do I.
But...
When I feel down,
You're nowhere to be found.
When I'm sad,
You don't ask.
When I'm mad,
You get mad as well.
When I talk,
You don't listen.
When I'm happy,
Do you care at all?
Then again, it's alright.
As long as you have a friend like me
You won't feel lonely.
Don't worry about me
Because I'm used with these things already.
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This is not a story tho. It's a lame poem lol. But I'm still gonna upload it here. God Bless! -tcbm
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When the Pen Bleeds
RandomCompilation of one shot stories and poems that keep bugging me. Most of these were also posted in my fb account
