Wish

I wish I found some local friends,
local friends who'll stay
I don't wanna love and leave anymore, I'm over it.
and I can tell they want to be over me 
and they can't.
my "real friends" make big deals about my problems 
they let me worry,
they don't care. 
I feel like I've only got two now,
one, two, three, four
gone
with the wind.
I wish food and colors 
and smells,
and voices,
and jokes,
and sayings,
and me,
didn't remind me of you. 
 

emi_art_now

NY

15 years old

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