I felt like I lost my best friend
I felt like he was trying to avoid me
I felt like all his anger and hatered was towards me
I knew that this would happen I knew he was pushing away
but I didn’t see it now it’s too late I pushed too hard to make him
my friend because I never knew how to treat them so they leave.
If I could have 3 wishes one would be that I would let you live or see
what I have been through in life the experiences I have gone through
so you would understand why I push so hard for acceptance or the need to be wanted
Done By Kris Templin
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem