I met this group of friends who I thought looked really cool
They walked past me as I stared at them, my most envied people
I thought to myself when they had passed, it'd be nice to meet and know them
Right then my own Mission Impossible began as I plotted up a plan to befriend them
I took them on, one by one, when each of them were lone
And soon I realized I flowed with them like we were self made clones
I formed a bond with each of them and felt our friendship grow
And how they started to make cracks in my walls and try to slip in through
I still felt like an outcast though when all were present together
Probably because they had been friends, for worse times or for better
But these friends started to care too much and I could see my facade wobble
I couldn't let them in too much, if not I knew I'd tumble
I'm trying to keep them from going deeper, trying to focus on my smile
Trying to fix the cracks and breaks in my wall before it crumbles and it falls
I'm trying not to let them get to me
I'm trying to hide and keep it all
I'm trying to keep up my false pretense
But these friends just can't be bent
I'm trying not to get too close
To relieve the pain of a soon goodbye
But these friends are getting to me,
Releasing who I am on the inside
Breaking my facade, breaking my a act
It's like they're looking right through me
But I don't belong, I don't fit in
And I can't be deceived by all these things
Because I know losers never win
And that's the number one me
A/N
Yaaay, another poem from me. The beginning of this one made it seem like it was a happy poem, kinda. Guess not. Ok, so that's my response to making new friends who actually care, me right?
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Thank you, love you,bye❤️
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