Friends

I’m within my room
Of these closed doors
This is where I’m alone
This is where I mourn
From the loss and betrayal
Only few know why
For they are the nail
They are the ones that shine
Though pretty chrome
And silver gleams
What lay inside
Was nothing but a scheme
So now I wait here
In this bedroom in my home
Now I wait here all alone
Maybe I’ll check my facebook one more time
It will not matter though
They have their own lives
So I’ll just wait here
Writing this poem
And twenty years from now
Maybe I’ll show them
By: Jacquelynn Bobbs

by Jacquelynn Bobbs

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