The Truly Immature Friend

by Halston Mather   May 23, 2007


The anger inside
It rapidly grows
Enriched with the rage
That I am keeping caged,

The point of breaking
Is heading at me full speed
I try not to crack
So it comes to break or bleed,

Too many jokes
Too much poking at me
Next time you go too far
I am throwing your head into the door,

That will teach you
To stop picking on me
To stop making the insluts
And say it is just joking,

Because there is a line
That you cross way too much
Yet I have let it continue
Cause I let the friend card get played too much,

So no more excuses
No more reasons for the verbal abuse
Your jokes turn into your beat down
I will be glad when i get accused,

Because when they hear
Why I have done what was needed
I will need no verdict to hold me
I will be my own judge, exactly what was needed.

Basically my friend keeps making fun of me, and I can no longer take it. Please tell me a better way to deal with this, than physically resolving my issue.

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