Pissed, I Mean TickedA Poem by Becca
How can some of us
Have a heart and others not?
Was it from how we were raised?
Or our own beliefs?
Whatever the reason,
It sets us apart.
Some people can easily gain friends.
But are they true friends?
Others have a hard time making friends,
And those friends are for life.
Is it better to have more friends?
Or having a few you know will
Stick by your side forever?
It's a question no one can answer.
Everyone has different opinions.
So why do some people
© 2012 Becca
Added on May 22, 2012
Last Updated on May 22, 2012
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