Envy to Empathy Poem, by Zora, at My poetic side

When I first saw you,

You captivated me.

I love your style,

Your hair,

And the way you carry yourself -

I wanted to be you.

Envy swells up

As I wish I could be you.

I force myself into your group,

Piquing up at a subject

That I like.

I chime in,

Thinking nothing of it.

I did this for weeks.

After a tragedy struck,

You sought me out,

And I gave you a place to stay.

After a while,

We became friends.

You told me your mental battles,

I empathized.

Slowly over time,

I realized,

I don't want to be like you -

I don't want your mental battles,

Since I have mine.

You point out some things,

I accept the critique.

You made me realize myself,

My styles,

My worth.

I thank you.

You told me

You're glad you met me;

Or you wouldn't be living now.

I'm glad,

I can see you smile,

And have good times.

I appreciate being your friend.

Comments +

sorenbarrett August 2nd, 2025 04:29
A confession in a poem a confession of friendship and feelings that need expression. Well done
Poetic Licence August 2nd, 2025 05:17
A lesson learned and friendship born, you cannot judge by only what you can see , enjoyed the read

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Envy to Empathy