I am supposed to really get over this
A friendship, that no longer lives
"You have too many friends to care about this one" they say
Sadly I don't see people that way
They're not my toys that I can replace
I thought we are integral beings in this race
"But it's fine maybe they're busy " they say
Does "busy" alter your soul these days?
I don't care now for their company or their time
That feels like death, a moral crime
Maybe indeed I was naive and even polite
As these entitled sh*t shows, don't leave my sight
"Let them go, you deserve better" they say
But it's unnatural to see their pretentions get away
It's not about what I deserve anyway
"I am not a robot", indeed, is a traffic light away
-Al
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Author:
Alan R (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: May 15th, 2024 11:15
- Comment from author about the poem: Oh how I wish I could name those pieces of art who walk this Earth and cause pieces like these to exist
- Category: Reflection
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Comments1
Yeah but its a push button, pop a pill and tick box ticking regime we are up against innit .. I enjoyed the ride sir
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