You know I'd be there for you, no matter what.
You know I'm here for you through the lot.
But sometimes it's just so hard when I feel you've lost the plot.
You seem to hear what I'm saying,
And then choose to ignore the dots.
This road seems never ending.
All you seem to do is circle.
You're up, you're down, you're turning around,
You seem to think it's normal.
Can't you see?
I want to guide you.
I want to be your friend, and see you smile.
But all you do is nod your head,
You're making me feel insignificant.
Really you just like my unconditional support.
You like the way I don't flinch or get hurt.
But little do you know my troubled friend,
Because deep inside I'm playing pretend.
I'm struggling to put my emotions to pen,
And I'm struggling to see through all this red.
I'm trying to shut the curtains on my growing pain,
I'm trying to forget that I have a hurting brain.
I'm confused, I'm perplexed I'm a drooping daffodil,
Because deep inside my feelings seem unfathomable.
Can't you see the toll your problems have on me?
Can't you see that your actions can sting like a bee?
Can't you see I love to be your friend,
But can't you see I don't like playing this pretend.
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You know I'm here for you through the lot.
But sometimes it's just so hard when I feel you've lost the plot.
You seem to hear what I'm saying,
And then choose to ignore the dots.
This road seems never ending.
All you seem to do is circle.
You're up, you're down, you're turning around,
You seem to think it's normal.
Can't you see?
I want to guide you.
I want to be your friend, and see you smile.
But all you do is nod your head,
You're making me feel insignificant.
Really you just like my unconditional support.
You like the way I don't flinch or get hurt.
But little do you know my troubled friend,
Because deep inside I'm playing pretend.
I'm struggling to put my emotions to pen,
And I'm struggling to see through all this red.
I'm trying to shut the curtains on my growing pain,
I'm trying to forget that I have a hurting brain.
I'm confused, I'm perplexed I'm a drooping daffodil,
Because deep inside my feelings seem unfathomable.
Can't you see the toll your problems have on me?
Can't you see that your actions can sting like a bee?
Can't you see I love to be your friend,
But can't you see I don't like playing this pretend.
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I wrote this poem when some of my friends came to me for advice and support, and then decided to do the exact opposite to what I suggested. At first I was frustrated and annoyed, and then I realised I was actually sad and disappointed. They knew better, yet chose their feelings rather than logic. I began to feel unappreciated, but then I realised that my love for those people should be (and is) unconditional, this was just a moment where the unconditional part became a lot harder, and a lot more important.
It's always going to be a risk when investing so much of yourself into friendships, you're bound to become disappointed, hurt or made to feel insignificant. But that's what makes friendships real, that's what makes them raw, that's what makes them relationships! We were made to be in relationship with one another, to learn how to be a friend through the good, the bad, and the ugly. Nobody ever said it was going to be easy!
It's always going to be a risk when investing so much of yourself into friendships, you're bound to become disappointed, hurt or made to feel insignificant. But that's what makes friendships real, that's what makes them raw, that's what makes them relationships! We were made to be in relationship with one another, to learn how to be a friend through the good, the bad, and the ugly. Nobody ever said it was going to be easy!