Friends

3-23-09 Friends come a dime a dozen When we first meant My friend, you wasn’t There was things I noticed about your style It made me take a double look As I contemplated on things For a while You appeared to me as being in one of the popular clicks And because of what I thought I lacked, I felt I didn’t place high enough to win So I clung to what I knew about you Just to fit in You are pretty and popular, small and don’t forget thin To me you are Diva material, like a goddess, like a princess since I meant you way back when Everything about you, is what I see But instead as I look on from the outside None of that is what I feel in me I’ve longed for you acceptance Just a compliment or two, a word of encouragement Just a little more would do. The badge that you wear when we hang out Changes with the crowd, it fills me we certain doubt The badge that I wear doesn’t carry what I feel “For You” enough clout Some days I express happy, some glad Most days I start out mad, but The mask I wear in your presence I turn inside out because, Of my longing to be you and can’t And…That makes me sad. Our friendship is slowly dying “My Friend” Be true to yourself, Unmask your many faces STOP ALL OF THE LYING