I miss my friends, I miss you
Friday nights... But I can't call
Them cz I know I'll lose it again
remember me when I wasn't
alone, I'd dissappear from my
goals. I feel bad but I regret
feeling that way because when
I went away, they never looked
Lookin at their posts lookin
happier than I was around. I miss
being a stranger, I am. Call me.
©akzapoetry
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