Ugly Duckling

How happy am I to call my friend.

To hear the voice of someone who cares.

Friend says. "I only have two friends"

 

"friend one,"

"and friend two."

 

Oh. 

 

How silly of me to forget.

There's never friend three.

It's never you too.

 

 

Friend.

This poem is about: 
Me

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