Friend
I met a new [friend] today.
She's very shy.
When im filled with anger.
She there by my side.
She's very short.
With a [Sharp] mind.
She never talks.
Just [slides] on by.
She had no legs.
Not even one eye.
She hides in my cabnet
Where she cant be seen.
Wrapped in a towel.
By any means. Just incase she pulls a scene.
Sometimes me and my friend.
We dont get along.
I struggle to stop her from [hurting] my arms.
She doesn't listen
Because she has no ears.
So how can i tell it to stop making these scars.
if it only had feet.
i would send her away
She would be gone forever.
And leave me no scars today.
Copyright © Porsha Jones | Year Posted 2011
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