You always seem enthusiastic to tell me things,
But me, on the other hand, not so much.
You always seem to be the one who believes honesty is the best policy,
But me, on the other hand, not so much.
You always do not seem to be afraid to show me anything,
But me, on the other hand, not so much.
All I am to you is that “good listener."
I do not want to tell you most things.
You said once that you only told me your friend’s deepest secrets because you were mad.
So if you were mad at me, you would spill all of my secrets?
It hurt me once by telling, who I thought was worthwhile, everything.
I do not want to be hurt again.
I do not want you to take advantage of that information and use it against me.
I hope I can trust you.
I hope you stay my friend.
I hope I do not lose you,
Because that is all I ever wish for.
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Poetry of Life ✔
PoetryHave you ever felt like you were lonely or an outcast? Did you ever feel like no one understands you or you just cannot figure out your mixed emotions? Have you had feelings hidden inside of you, waiting to come out? These poems express what is...