only YOU know best

i'm not the girl who listens to what you say,
before it was because you were helping,
now it seems like you want me to be like you,
i have my own mind,
i think for myself,
because either you here for me when i need you,
or only when you want to be there,

i came a long way of not knowing who i am,
if you lost a mother,
you would know where i'm coming from,
people hanging around for so long,
than leaving out of your life,
and never talking back,

yeah, we all been there,
it sucks when life gets hard,
and all of your friend who left you,
were the ones you were turning to for help,
but what is left?
when your friends who stayed around,
are the ones who don't pick up the phone,
when you call?

to me those are not true friends,
but somebody you put up with to have around,
over time there is a lesson to be learned,
no matter who you have around,
nobody can help you best than yourself,
because only you can say what truely happening in your life.

6-26-2010

poem by Mona Martinez
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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