My Friends Are So Precious
"Exams are nearly over and
You know what would be a great
Way to celebrate?
Going to Disneyland!"
"Yeah, what a cool idea!
I'll ask my mum and see what she says,
And I'll give you the money
In a few days."
I can't believe it's coming together;
None of my friends have ever
Been able to cope with actual plans,
And now all the details are in my hands...
"I'll need your money tomorrow, mates,
Otherwise they'll sell out all the July dates."
"Oh, didn't I tell you?
I don't get paid for another
Month, and I can't borrow it
From my mother."
"Me too, do you mind
Paying for me?
I'll pay you back
Eventually..."
"I found out I'm on holiday
That week, I forgot
To ask until last night,
So it looks like I'm not-"
"Coming? Not me,
I'd love to, it's not fair,
I start my summer job that day and
Can't ask for time off my first week there."
Will it always be like this?
Will I be surrounded by
Dysfunctional people
For all of my life?
Am I such an unlikeable person that
Nobody I know,
After I've organised a holiday
Can trouble themselves to go?
I wish, oh how I wish
For a best friend at last,
Who'll like me and not let me down,
Is that too much to ask?
Copyright © Sarah Jones | Year Posted 2007
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