Pain thunders through my body
Once again I have landed face first into the ground
Once again I have been ridiculed
By those I call friends
Again I find my self shivering on the cold ground
I have always caught them when they fell
I have always listened to them when they cry for help
But what hurts me is when someone knocks me down
No one is there to catch me
Where were you when I fell?
I'll tell you
They’re gone backs turned, tone deaf, and eyes blind
Many times I have defended you
I have fought for you
But when it’s your turn to fight for me or even with me
What do you do?
You disappear
Just once I wish someone would defend me besides myself
Is there anyone out there I can call my friend
nice...... frds play an important role in life.... nice poem
nice..i've felt that once..nice poem, indeed! ! i'm waiting for your next one..
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Exactly how I feel. This is exactly how I feel.