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Hanging out with my friends,
But I’m the one who tends,
To sit on the side and hide,
I’m just along for the ride.

I’m great at making them laugh,
But so can everyone else on staff.
Maybe bring a smile or two,
But what else can I do?

Why do they have me around,
What if someone better they found?
Would I be replaced?
Is this the reality I have faced?

Am I here to comfort?
Only till I’m the one hurt.
Then my problems cause issues.
And I’m the one giving out tissues.

Where do I start?
With this heavy heart?
Do my friends even need me?
I mean I’m the only one without a key.

I play this game.
Even if I am lame.
Can’t contribute to conversation.
Should I abandon my lonely station?

Would they even notice?
Have they ate of the lotus?
Do I speak up or stay silent.
Would they hear if I start to vent?

They say I’m apart of the team,
But does that seam,
To be the truth?
Am I helping the youth?

I’m so confused,
I’m far from amused.
But I’ll never leave a friend.
I’m the one who stays to the end.

~~~ INFJ Mickey

2 comments on “My Friends?

  1. Elber Oum says:

    This roughly deep!
    But remember, you always have me, i’m all ready to listen and help 🙈

    Liked by 1 person

    1. INFJ Mickey says:

      That is true I do!!! Thanks so much!

      Liked by 1 person

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