Edit: Line spacing fixed. Better.
I went through a really hard time in the latter part of my senior year in highschool. The result was a bit of writing, much of it depressing. This is somewhat in the style of Dr. Seuss (the conversational poetry part, not the nonsensical part) and I'm not sure if I should divide it into stanzas or not. Also, some of the wording might need changing--I haven't revisited this in quite a while.
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Hi!
How are you?
I’m doing just fine.
No really, it’s the truth—
don’t look at me like it’s a lie!
I’ve got it all together, can’t you see?
I can take care of everything—
don’t worry about me.
No really, don’t bother—
I don’t want your help.
I prefer it, really, being all by myself.
I have more time to think, and can do as I please--
It doesn’t matter that I’ve fallen to my knees!
No, really!
You don’t have to be there.
I’ve seen your actions, you don’t really care!
My tears are all that have gained your sympathy.
And you claim to be my friend?
Fool!
I remember when you didn’t stand next to me.
You cared more about the opinions of others--
You didn’t even notice that I was being smothered.
I can stand on my own,
I’m not a baby.
So just leave me alone,
and maybe,
just maybe,
when everything’s rosy,
and fine,
and grand,
we can play together…
my flighty,
fickle,
fair-weather friend.
