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sometimes i think i am trapped behind a glass door maybe that's why my cries of help are ignored i always try my best to help them out but they never ask if I am alright unless i beg and shout i notice the slightest shift in mood i help in every way but they never notice how i slowly die each day is it too much to ask what i give i wonder if they keep me around because i am their 'kind' friend
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Feb 23
Feb 23, 2026 at 10:31 AM UTC
'Kind' Friend
sometimes i think i am trapped behind a glass door maybe that's why my cries of help are ignored i always try my best to help them out but they never ask if I am alright unless i beg and shout i notice the slightest shift in mood i help in every way but they never notice how i slowly die each day is it too much to ask what i give i wonder if they keep me around because i am their 'kind' friend
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16/F/India
Feb 23
Feb 23, 2026 at 10:31 AM UTC
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