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Honestly I don't know what to think anymore,
what parts of what I believe is really true.
Everyone is walking out the door,
I don't have a clue.

It makes me wonder,
about all the bad talk that could be going on.
If they bad talk the so called better people,
it makes me wonder all the bad they say about me.

What do they call me?
A bad friend? When I'm always there.
Desperate? When I only like one guy.
A downer? When I hide sadness around everyone.
A big mouth? When I listen to problems and not talk about mine.

These people are what I call "friends",
say they are there when they are not.
Luckily I still have a few friends,
that will help me to the end.
One of my newest poems. I haven't written in awhile but today was one of thoes blah days..
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MySenselessHope Featured By Owner Dec 1, 2012  Hobbyist Writer
So true! exactly my point.
Lost-Concept Featured By Owner Dec 1, 2012  Hobbyist Writer
Perfectly stated.
AndrogynousRabbit Featured By Owner Nov 30, 2012  Hobbyist General Artist
:iconsupertighthugplz: There are a lot of people like that, but here are also a lot of kind people that are worth the effort. You just have to find them.
bandie729 Featured By Owner Dec 2, 2012  Hobbyist General Artist
Thanks :) :hug:
AndrogynousRabbit Featured By Owner Dec 7, 2012  Hobbyist General Artist
Of course :iconaawplz:
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