mE (for a friend)
I really want to tell you, about this friend I've got, called mE.
Signs their texts, with a simple little word, called me.
Like you're sitting in the chair at home, wondering what's going on,
When you hear a knock at the door and you're no longer alone,
Who's there? Who's here? It's me!
Yeah, I know who me is, do you? Come in me!
Me doesn't tell you their real name, cause you know who.
Me is a friend you know is always there for you.
They'll put up with your stupid pranks, and big head,
They'll listen to you ramble when you're half-dead.
Sit up late, watching movies with, and argue about stupid things,
Like whether you're out or in.
When everything is falling apart, you know there's always me-
A little space where comfort be-I hope you've got a friend who calls themselves mE!
poem by Joses Tirtabudi
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