Myself you told me to be
Yet no one likes the real me
My tasks I will do on my own
I bid you to leave me alone
Until you come to find
Our friendship is one of a kind
I will cherish the times
We spent on mischievous crimes

You will find
What is now in a bind
Will only break free
When combined is three

Together we our one
No one has had much fun
As we did in days past
I fear they will not last
Fear not friends
For our time together
Will not end

Poem Rating:
Click To Rate This Poem!

Continue Rating Poems

Share This Poem