IronicA Poem by Hannah E. M.
Isn't it ironic how you want to be the first one I call but you're always the least helpful when I fall?
Isn't it ironic how you say you don't care what i choose but you're always there to judge my every move? Isn't it ironic how you put me on the bad end of you're joke but tend to get mad when I give you a gentle poke? And isn't it ironic how at the end of the day you're the friend with whom I choose to stay?
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