It would be so easy to say "He hurt me so... She's being mean!" But I'm on "outs" with more than one And thus a pattern must be seen. I can't say that it did not hurt To learn I am a lousy friend. I'd rather blame them for my pain But I can no longer pretend. Though I believe I'm in the right Perhaps it's not the "he" or "she" As much as I hate to admit I think the problem lies with me!
great poem, to be able to look inside and say, maybe, just maybe I need some reworking, is a good quality, one I appreciate in a friend, who wants a friend who is always right? one who can give and take is just perfect
[This message has been edited by Iloveit (edited 09-30-1999).]
on the threshold of a dream