#Poetry:”My Best Friend”.

By now,

my best friend,

it’s me.

I miss someone who

Do believe in me?

Here I am.

I miss someone

To love,

to love me?

Here I am.

I,

I’m my best friend.

I am what it tells me

Who can do it.

I am the one who decides,

that can have

what he wants.

I am what they say,

what MUST be said,

that we deserve

exactly,

what others say,

that we don’t deserve.

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I,

I am a father,

I am a son,

I am a lover,

I am a brother,

a sister,

of myself.

Nobody wants it

Do, for me.

So here I am.

I decide,

in this world

that I can have

what I want.

I decide my dreams

And goals,

I never give up.

I want to decide,

The best for me.

That I,

I’m sick of it,

to be a loser.

What has been put,

 on the fringes of society.

I want my dreams,

I want to take them from those who have them,

without deserving them.

I will also be my God,

if necessary.

I was told,

that I am too ambitious.

But I believe

To be the only one

With the balls,

to have an ambition.

Who the fuck you say

who the fuck decides,

how much am i worth?

Only me.

Am I worth less than others?

Absolutely not.

I will be my best friend,

the only one that is said

these things.

The only one,

who really believes it.

The rest,

and all the others,

fuck off.

Bless.

Italian version: https://loscrittorevolante.com/2021/07/10/poesiail-mio-migliore-amico/

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