Friends, Friends, and More, Friends

About a year ago, I had a few real friends

I was in a fight with my best friend

Unknowingly, in love with her ex-boyfriend

And alone in a college dorm-room with no friends.

 

I always wanted to be one of those people with many friends

However, I was always the mom or villain of my friends

I constantly felt alone in a room full of people I loved

And now, where am I?

 

I'm a girl, who still hasn't quite learned to keep things to herself

But also who's also learned to speak up and stand up for herself

I'm the girl with the friends who make her feel whole but also not

I'm just trying to figure it out and trying to find the best people to do that with.

 

I gotta just be me with the people that get me.  

 

 

This poem is about: 
Me
My community

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