My FriendA Poem by Katie KistlerL
It isn't me, my friend, that you're looking for
It isn't me, my friend, lying on the floor Next to you while you're drunk Listening to all your punk bands I tried getting out of my head I tried getting out of my bed And I woke up in a different state It isn't me my friend, walking through your door It isn't me, my friend, not anymore It isn't me sitting next to you in the car It'll always be someone else Don't sink, don't drown And if you need to speak loud Always know that you can call me up And I'll try to calm you down Don't be little, stay big In your heart you're still a kid And if you try to grow up too fast The world won't give you s**t It isn't you, my friend, that's letting go It isn't you, my dear, not anymore It isn't you that I'm still fighting for I'm fighting for myself Will you be more alone in a different home? Will you be okay on your own? There's way too much that I don't know But you'll figure something out You tried pushing me away You tried getting through the day With nothing but a cigarette And tired crying eyes And on those days that no one cares Where you are Know I'd be there We wouldn't even have to talk We'd walk around the town Don't jump, don't hurt Don't dig into the dirt Don't you dare make me come back home And not get to see your face Be there or be square You don't even have to hug me I don't care Just don't leave me with an empty spot In the backseat of a car © 2017 Katie Kistler |
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Added on May 31, 2016 Last Updated on March 19, 2017 Author
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