Why bother making friends?

Why bother making friends I say

When i know I'm going to lose them in a day

What's the point, what does it matter

I say, sitting there getting fatter

I don't know what I'm doing wrong

I never seem to keep them for long

I try my best to make them glad

But it always ends up with me feeling sad

You trample on my heart like a wild bear

You just don't seem to care

Why, why I sigh

So in the end I don't even try

I sit there silently, only wanting to talk to myself or less

And give other people a rest

So now you know when you say

Do you want to play?

Why I say nay. 

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  • That's beautiful, LilySnape.

    I've lost a few friends suddenly and I just didn't understand. I tried so hard to be a good friend, and then she turned on me for no apparent reason.  It makes me scared to really risk being vulnerable to people. I tried to make amends and ask why. What did I do? It really was a lovely poem that hit a note within me. 

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  • That's beautiful, LilySnape.

    I've lost a few friends suddenly and I just didn't understand. I tried so hard to be a good friend, and then she turned on me for no apparent reason.  It makes me scared to really risk being vulnerable to people. I tried to make amends and ask why. What did I do? It really was a lovely poem that hit a note within me. 

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