The Most

 

 

to think that were so close

when you were the only shoulder

i relied on when i needed it most,

but instead i was treated like a light post

planted in the ground on a happy day

yet only turned on

during your darkest days,

you strung me up

just like a puppet

to blind to realize

due to your words

claiming friendship

being so seductant,

maybe now i realize

i shouldn’t have been your puppet

knowing who you really are today.

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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