Not so Best Friend

Just venting ....

Your mood swings are savage, and your attitude is irate

I'm wrought with the sly remarks, and those you fustigate

You prance about with arrogance, and snicker at the faint

Your eyes can't see the obvious, and opinions never quaint

I've had about enough of your judgement, It's my life to make

Including all the regrets, and every silly mistake

Just wanted you to be there, didn't ask for your penurious word

Some of the things you suggest, are far fetched and absurd

I suppose if you can't accept my choices, and look past the kink

Then were not so much of best friends, only praising what you think

I stop and ask myself, as I turn about and take coast

I detect no other takers of this friendship you boast

The End

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