Time and time again, <br />I ask myself <br />Why am I friends with them? <br />Who is the better friend? <br />They are nothing alike. <br />One friend, <br />Is nice and generous <br />Always by my side <br />Through the good and the bad <br />The other friend, <br />Is leading, <br />Sometimes bossy, <br />And misunderstanding. <br />But at times, <br />She can be funny, <br />And witty. <br />I always wonder, <br />Who is the better friend. <br />The first friend, <br />Brings out the best in me, <br />I never say a bad word about her. <br />But sometimes, I get out of hand, <br />And do things, <br />I wouldn't like doing to someone, <br />Like myself. <br />Sometimes I yell, <br />Or interrupt, <br />And then befriend, <br />The one's who she hates. <br />And say, <br />'Oops. It was a mistake.' <br />=/ <br />The 2nd friend, <br />I follow her lead. <br />Don't say a word. <br />She makes me feel, <br />Like I belong. <br />Sometimes, I think, <br />I'm only friends with her, <br />Because I need someone <br />To be with. <br />We fight a lot. <br />But I always forgive her. <br />So, I think, <br />Who is the better friend here? <br /> <br />Definitely, <br /> <br />Not me.<br /><br />Jasmine Aira<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-better-friend/
