Yes I must have problems.
I am a loyal friend, loyal to a fault.
I want to see everyone I care about happy, sometimes to my own detriment.
If I can help them be happy; I will.
If I have to go out of my way to do it; I will if I can.
If making them happy means that I might be unhappy I will try anyways.
How messed up is that?
is that messed up?
I can't even say this right today.
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Words have fled
You're in my mind
I cannot chase you away.
You've killed my thoughts
And my head is fraught
With unwanted thoughts of you
I'd like to erase
The thoughts of your face
But somehow I cannot.
And so I sit
with my mind in mist
My heart says
Forget me not
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(^^^^ thats my sad attempt at a poem.)
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