My friends...My family

A poem about those I consider my family...

 

 

When will they learn;

That it's their problems that hurt me the most...

 

I sit and I smile, hiding away the pain and sorrow I feel;

My friends ask why I hide, little do they know what I feel...

 

As the tears flew freely, hidden by my smile;

I help the friends who mean the world to me...

 

When the occasional tear catches their notice;

They ask why I'm crying, showing their concern...

 

I tell them nothing, hiding behind the smile once again;

They don't know what they mean to me, that it's their smile that gives me the strength to get up in the mourning...

 

Littile do they know how I view them, how I would die for them;

They are my family, the family I love...

Author's Note

This isn't the best poem...but it's how I feel...
The first two lines are what I feel about those I'm related to by blood...

Reviews

[darkgurl]

A very emotional write, Family is all we will ever have so make the best of it, I iwhs i still had my family around, Wonderfully written....Kim

[cavscoutgh]

Very well written. I like the way you worded it. It really expressed how you "feel" and that is something that all writers should strive to accomplish. Cheers!