Friends by Anna Banana

I don't know who should be my friends or not
What should I do
I always think do I be friends with her or her?
Do I worry too much about being liked?
Am i really that cool
To you maybe im fine but inside im not im so confused
I dont want to get in trouble
but i wanna be friends with the people that i like and that like me
or do they like me?
Im so confused what do i do?
Who are my true friends?
i dont know I wish i could tell you...
Should I go with them?
Off campus when im not suppose to
i dont know should i drink or smoke?
I dont know what to do
these choices are hard
Who are my friends somebody tell me
I know I dont know
Does anyone know
Someone tell me Please
Should i have really said yes to him when he asked me out
do i really like him
yes but is he the right person to hang out with
i dont know
yes maybe i just wanted a boyfriend
Choices
Friends they really mess you up

Meridian (172.157.172.19) -- Sunday, January 23 2005, 08:11 pm

choosing is never easy
I guess we are like cereal boxes. All we can see is the outside, the skin. But some people who we think are nice, trustworthy people are sometimes the opposite. The cereal box opens and reveals the REAL Jude or Molly, you know? Don't know anyone by those names, just using those as an example. hhahhaha....

Great questions, fabulous poem!
Meri

Anna Banana (198.81.26.42) -- Sunday, January 23 2005, 09:23 pm

Meridian
Thank you :)

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