Pissed, I Mean Ticked

Pissed, I Mean Ticked

A Poem by Becca

People piss, I mean tick, me off.

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

Piss, I mean tick, me off?


© 2012 Becca



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Becca
Becca

rochester, NY



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i'm 18 and I write poems to keep me sane. Poems are my way of getting out how I feel. twitter: @Becca_Lynn824 more..

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