Would I be friends with myself? Would it help my mental health? Would he see me over there? And give me some of his care? Or leave like most often else?
Would he like the way I act When I’m with my friends intact? Would he see straight right through me Extremely very quickly? I give no eye contact, fact
Would he see I try too hard? When thing are good, I discard Would he think then it is weak That I’m never at my peak? Or would he mend my great shard
Would he catch me if I hide? Even if there was no guide? Would he know the words to say When I do not want to play? Or just walk and keep his pride?
Would I be friends with myself? Would it help his mental health? Would I know the thing to do If his mind was turning blue?
Would I help him if he’s down? Would I change his life around? Or would I leave him alone If he wants to be at home?
Would I let him win the game? Or let Ego get the fame? Would I take a stand against? Or would I sit on the fence?
Would I help if he buckles? Help him with all his troubles? Or would I let him fall down Cause the ego on my crown?
Would I be my classic self As if I am with no one else? Or would I fake my whole life As I have done my whole life?
Discussions and recitations of my poems are on my YouTube channel Vindex's Vids