Stronger.

by Christina Richardson   Dec 28, 2006


Sometimes people have to leave each other for the friendship to grow
then why is it that I've left you a zillion times before
and still our friendships left in the cold.
I called you my best friend from the start
but really I've had no such thing.
I've never had a best friend
because every time I do, they leave me to eat their dust.

But now I don't care because after all the fights and lies
I'm stronger, I'm going to work on me.
I'm done with the names and the tears.
I don't need you to make me anymore.

So call me a loner now, because I have no friends,
but I have something you'll never have
thats someone who will love me for me.

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  • 18 years ago

    by Aussie

    Strate forward. u sound so sad but mad. nicely writen:)

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