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What's Going On?



WHAT'S GOING ON?

I thought we were friends

good ones by far

but now I see

that's not what we are.

Now we don't talk

it feels like we're through

to tell me what's up

is the least you could do.

If you're leaving

and breaking away

at least let me know

so I know not to stay.

When I am with you

I feel out in the cold

has our friendship turned sour

or just gotten old?

What did I do

for all this abuse

you ride in front

and I'm the caboose.

You ask me what's wrong

but I just can't decide

if I should tell you the truth

or just step aside.

I fell like our friendship

needs a connection

or are you trying

to go this direction?

The rate we're going

we are drifting apart

it hurts me real bad

and it's breaking my heart.

So if you have left me

then I should have known

but could you at least

just pick up the phone?


This poem was written by Tracy Hass.

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