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
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