The Built Friendships

What are friends for

Some may say

Well I find the answers

Every single day



I built these friendships

With my hands and mind

My blood and tears

Just so I'll know there mine



When I lose one

For some unknown reason

I get this depression

and nothing is pleasing



I love my friends

But they might not love me

Will I ever find out

Only time will see




Author's Notes/Comments: 

  Just another poem exposing my weaknesses.

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awww i love you that is effin awsome

The Other/EB's picture

Having friends is not a weakness, it may hurt when your friendships fail but that doesn't make you weak... but yeah i know the feeling