Trusting Friend

by Yvette Gibson   Mar 21, 2006


I lay there all alone
I can't fall asleep
afraid of all my promises
that i have to keep

I'm afaid of all the worries
about my close friends
why do they count on me
until the very end

all the thoughts in my head
that i keep inside
i cant tel anyone
and when i do i kinda lie

they ask if I'm OK
and if i want to talk
i say no I'm fine
but deep inside I'm not

my parents don't talk to me
they dint even know I'm there
they don't notice
when i cut my hair

my friends are OK i guess
but i don't trust them with my life
and when i do tell them something
i feel like small little mice

i have one friend though
that i tell everything to
and more matter how bad i feel
she will cheer me up with an i love you

they trust me with the there sceacts
and its slowly building up
what if a spill
and give it all up

so when you have a friend
that you think you can tell anything to
remember that they have feelings
and ask them tell me about you...

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  • 18 years ago

    by Abena

    HI, THIS POEM IS REALLY OF A HIGH STANDARD, WHEN READING IT I JUST HAD A MOMNT OF EMPHASISING WHAT U MEANT.