In this poem, I struggle with my feelings for an old childhood friend. |
When I was little You were my world But now I feel like I’m “just another girl” We were just friends For all of time I always knew You’d be right by my side When I was lonely Or had a bad day You knew what I felt And just what to say You made me laugh Like no one else could You made me mad Like no one else should We’d sit and we’d talk For hours on end I always loved Being your closest friend You were my “boyfriend” And you were my first All through third grade “For better or worse” We both grew up And farther apart I don’t know why You’re still in my heart I know that sounds strange I can’t figure it out And no one can tell me What it’s all about Oh I know we still talk And share lots of things But the friendship I want Is alone in my dreams I’ve never felt like I had to pretend But lately I’m wishing You weren’t just a friend I sit and I watch you Most every day Knowing there’s things That I just can’t say Cuz if you but knew The way things are now You’d leave me alone So I hide it somehow I can’t ever tell you So I keep it inside It’s not that I’m lying There’re just things to hide You know all about me I wish I knew you I wish that you saw me Like I want you to I know there’s no chance That you’ll notice me There’re so many girls To know and to see I’ve never had charm Or beauty or fame Sometimes I feel Like I’m just an old name You pass me by Most every day But you never see me Any other way I’m just a girl You’ve known all your life Maybe a friend Though you don’t why Sometimes I wish I could just make you see That you really knew This true part of me I don’t understand It confuses me yet You’re just my friend Yet I still forget I forget that I’m Just another face Another person In another place I long for the closeness But sometimes it feels That not even our friendship Is really real I wish I could tell you But I know that I can’t You listen, you smile But you don’t understand I know it would ruin The little we have I can’t take that chance Losing you would be bad You’re my best friend But I wish you weren’t Then maybe right now My heart wouldn’t hurt Maybe I’d be who I want to be Maybe you’d see me differently I wouldn’t trade All the things I have learned We may be best friends But I wish we weren’t. |