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Friends or Not?
by Amanda L Marroni sit in the corner
with my head cradled in my hands
my fragile state of being has been shattered
my eyes are filled with the tears
of the past four years
with two months left of our high school journey
why get upset over things so petty?
my opinion isn't going to change
the state of how things are
i've been messed with too much
my mind is a whirl of past and present
make the decision and do it now
are we friends or are we not?
i'm sick of being jerked around
you say i've pushed you all away
no, you're the ones pushing me
closer to the edge of this precipice 04/15/2003 Posted on 04/15/2003
Copyright © 2024 Amanda L Marron
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Agnes Eva on 04/15/03 at 04:51 PM that microcosm of high school can be so crushing. true friendship doesn't cause so much pain- you are right in looking beyond to the precipice; soon this world will fade behind you and in the macrocosm of the world you will find Passionate Friendship (in college? moving? working?... a change seems in order , possibly) hang in there :) |
| Posted by Charles J Hannan on 04/17/03 at 07:28 AM good job, Amanda...high school was a wasteland to me...I felt the same feelings too..;) |
| Posted by Lori Johnson on 04/17/03 at 11:34 PM Ooohhhh, good stuff in this one. Brings back some memories for me. |
| Posted by Cole Miller on 04/20/03 at 01:05 AM i know exactly how you feel in this poem. exactly. especially the pushing away bit, but youre not the one doing the pushing. yes yes yes. this is a grand expression of my emotions, heh, done by you. |
| Posted by Maryellen Lebeda-Parra on 04/22/03 at 08:44 PM i like this too ... high schoolwas a vacant space for me ... |
| Posted by Quinlan L Gibson on 04/23/03 at 02:54 PM Ugh, highschool, if i could go do it all over again, I wouldn't. This is nice, shows some crudeness of those "happiest times of your life". |
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