FriendsA Poem by Follan
People say I have a lot of friends,
I am loved But the truth is ,I have none at all, When I am washed away by a storm, There is no one there to dry me off and offer me soup, When I am burned by a fire, There is no one there to save me and tend my wounds, Only when I am with the air do the people come, They all offer me happiness when it's all unneeded , But When I do none come When in the sea of sorrow , I disappear, There is no one there No one ....I have no friends I am a little fish fighting the waves, But day by day I am sinking deeper. © 2013 Follan |
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