My Friend

My Friend

A Poem by Katie Kistler
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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