This is my friend not by choice

by Dagmar Wilson   Jan 21, 2018

I have a friend
that is way different from others
the kind that sticks around, no doubt
not leaves your side and if
it may last a day or two.

This friend here is demanding
clingy and selfish,
it feels like a second skin, extremely itchy.

She does not want me to look pretty
will bring tears to my eyes,
my make up is ruined.
She is showing me that she is in charge.

Why do you socialize, they ask me
what they don't know is
this friend lives inside of me.


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  • 1 year ago

    by Nicholosa Torres

    Always remember you are beautyful. And no one can take that from you hun. We All beauty in our very own way

  • 1 year ago

    by Brenda

    A sad write indeed. Those nasty friends who live inside us, messing with our heads, destroying our lives, they suck. You are a wonderful person, talented and amazing-never forget that! Hugs my friend-

  • 1 year ago

    by Scott Cole

    We all must love ourself before we can love others. Love this!!!!

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