I don\'t get it!

by Stephanie   Feb 20, 2005


Anna was the friend I always wanted to see.
She could keep a secret as well as the pages of my diary.

It was awesome to know I had somebody always supporting me 100%
Even though I would make a typo on line or slur my words on the phone, she always understood what i meant.

I would not have to finish a sentence and she already knew what i was going to say.
Of course, this privilege of understanding worked both ways.

On the basketball court we had a vibe like twins,
helping our team to many deserving wins.

Anna and I, we talked about everything... she knew basically knew all of my dirt
But, right now my emotions for her are as misunderstood as a Tye-died shirt.

With her actions she can confuse me in so many ways,
How I wish we could Erse all of the bad and go back to the good days.

Yet, it has only been a week of her being mad
But, this constant questioning of our relationship hurts me so bad.

Why is she bing so different? I have never seen her treat anybody this way!
When I call, She does not want to talk to you right now. is what she will have her mom say.

I am sure this will all eventually blow by,
But for now, my heart is hurt and all I can ask Anna is Why?

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  • 19 years ago

    by sammy

    whoa this is weird, cause i am in sort of a little "tiff" with my friend anna too. and we both play bball, and it started a week or two ago. i like the poem alot cuase it relates to me alot!