My Best Freind

By , Conway, AR
I’m getting kinda bored
Sittin thinkin on the floor
Heard em say the world is mine
I think about that all the time
How my grime makes me shine
How everything I’m not makes me everything I am
How all the things I never got make me glad for what I have
Prime example is my best friend
When I’m down she helps me up
And doesn’t let me fall again
She’s got my back just like I got hers
She never picks at old wounds
Just to see how much it hurts
She sees I’m sick of fights and enemies
And wants to be a friend to me
She’s got a warm heart that melts the ice around my own
She don’t mind when I get bored and decide I’ll blow up her phone
She’s above senseless hate and cursin
Simply put, she’s a great person
She puts up with my nonsense
With giggles and grins
I hope she’s at my side at every day’s end!

Girl loves her Reese’s
When I break, she picks up the pieces
Quick to notice if somethin’s hurtin me
1st to lend a hand when I face adversity
Continues to follow me
Even when I screw up and treat her horribly
And even when it bothers me
She never lets me give up
She makes me keep my chin up
Never judges me for the sinnin do
Or the women I lie to
Or hesitates to give me someone to confide to
That’s my best friend
I hope she’s at my side at every day’s end!





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LovelyDuckling said...
May 23, 2012 at 1:47 pm
nice rhythm... i love it:) mind checking out my poem 'those things that never were'?
 
Hayley F. said...
May 22, 2012 at 7:59 am
Very well written poem! I liked the rythm  of the poem. Also good figurative langauge!
 
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