Friends? Poem by sarah briana...

I am so proud of this poem... it's funny too!

I wanna be there for you,
but you’re pushing me away.
What can I do?
What can I say?
I think we’re friends.
Are we? Its your call.
Whatever you want
won’t affect me at all.
You say you “like” me,
but I know you’re lying.
That can’t be,
cus inside I’m dying!
You say, for me, you’d kill,
but the person I want dead
isn’t anyone I know,
but with whom you shared your bed…
Nah! I know that’s not true,
I’m just making it up!
But what can you do
about all this gossip?
Saying you’re here,
Sayin you’re there.
Come on man!
You’re losing your flair!
I bet you told her
the same things you told me.
Just like an actor,
you made me believe.
I don’t know how,
I guess it’s your charm.
Finding you both
was my alarm!
I woke up from that dream
I call reality.
A fantasy theme
which ends badly.
With a broken heart,
I stay incognito,
healing my feelings.
Ha! Like you would know
how much I cared,
yeah past tense!
Bet you’re hearing impaird
from that thick fence!
Not letting me in
is what you do best.
Just using me
like a beaten armrest!
Now that person’s
left you for someone
else who opens
up like a curtain!
Are you happy now?
I know I am!
Us two alone
on each side of the damn
I built between us
so I wouldnt get hurt.
I’m in eden,
Your in the desert.
I feel bad for you-
no wait... i don’t!
I’ll bid you adieu-
oh wait... I won’t!
I’m having fun,
you’re moping around
asking for forgiveness
and I can’t hear a sound!
It’s you I’m over!
I’m moving on
while you get worser
and I grow strong.
You ask me
“Are we still friends? ”
Then I reply,
“Ha! Not even on weekends! ”

Written: April 4,2009 4: 44 pm