Miss Remy

Rookie (11-25-1979 / Maryland)

And You Call Yourself A Friend - Poem by Miss Remy

And you call yourself a friend,

If you were really my friend to me you
Would be real with me, you would speak
Your mind and let me know when I am
Messing up. You would let me cry on your
Shoulder when I am hurting. You would wipe
Away my tears when I cry. You would let me vent
And not judge me, I never judged you. You would
Try your best to make me smile. You would call me
To say hey girl how are you doing, do you want to do
Lunch. Would you like to catch up on the things we have
Missed from each others lives. When I was down and out.

If you were really my friend I would not have to tell you
Something is wrong, if you called once in awhile you would
Hear it in my voice. If you were really my friend you would
Not judge the way I was brought up, because we were raised
Different. You would not knock me for anything I have done.
You would care about how I am. If you were really my friend
You would not just come around when the times were convenient
For you, you would be at my side always. If you were really my
Friend, I would not have to be venting on a piece of paper about
All the things that you don’t do. If you were my really my friend
The title of this poem would be called. My true friends…


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, February 9, 2010



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