“I don’t if this is true for writers in general. But I always feel I have more friends in my stories than in the world. I don’t have a friend I can visit for tea or go shopping with. Those I have are all across the pond in faraway places. Friends connected by a pen. Friends who’d vanish in a heartbeat if I dropped my pen and never picked it up again.”
Do you feel this way?
I don’t belong in a clique
My friends live across the creek
No one close likes this geek
Perhaps, I’m being meek
My friends are really a fad
We’re connected by a writing pad
No writing, no pals, just sad
I need just one genuine comrade
A square peg in a round hole
Prone to hysterics and lost control
At the oddities fare, I’d be the troll
I wish I knew my true role
I always try to be a real friend
I’m there to whatever end
Through whatever saga is penned
Please stay, on me you can depend
Thanks for reading my friends.
Have a great day!