IM OUTSIDE BY THE PORCH OF MY HOUSE
ITS DARK AS NIGHT
JUST LIKE MY HEART
WHERES THE LIGHT
WHERE ARE THE STARS
THE MOON IS THE ONLY THING I SEE
ITS SO BEAUTIFUL
WHY CAN'T PEOPLE BE LIKE THAT
BRIGHT AND SHINNY
INSTEAD OF BEING LIGHT TO OTHERS
THEY JUST SHUT DOWN
AND LEAVE THEM IN DARKNESS
AND WHEN SOMEONE TRIES TO HELP
THEY JUST GET TAKEN AWAY
BY FAKES AND LIARS
THOSE SO CALLED FRIENDS
Author notes
I HATE THOSE PEOPLE THAT GET IN OTHER PEOPLE'S BUISNESS AND TAKE PEOPLE AWAY FROM THE ONES THAT LOVE THEM..
FUCK IDK HOW CAN EXPLAIN FAKE FRIENDS?
Comments
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Very strong poem. Yet I understand, true friends are hard to find.
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Great write



