Good FriendsA Poem by AMetaphoricalSoulNot really sure what this is. Poem... piece... thing... whateverWhat do they say about me when I'm not around? “He seems like a great guy, but he's too much that kind of weird” This is why I hardly ever make a sound Because all those judging eyes, they fill me up with fear
We could be such good friends If you'd just start listening
Am I waiting for a train that will never come Or was I late to the station? Left behind without even a trace of my dignity A subtle hope all but remaining
We could be such good friends If you'd just wait for me All I want is for someone to be excited At the prospect of my company
I want to feel like a part of something Instead I'm drifting through this world like a broken ship lost at sea I'm looking for something I know I'll never find But for some reason that still doesn't stop me
All I've ever wanted has been dangled right in front of me And I grabbed onto it without ever thinking That it might just slip between my fingertips But I knew deep down inside Somehow I knew that none of this was meant for me
But we could be such good friends © 2015 AMetaphoricalSoul |
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