I can't stop them. They aren't doing a single thing wrong. Except maybe not understanding. Sometimes I think I should talk to them, But what would that achieve? They never listen to me. I ask myself why I call them 'friend'. Simple. Because they are good at being one. But sometimes they forget that they are one. I feel like the forgotton friend. I know that they care about me. But somehow I think they forgot about me.Birth sign: Cancer
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