often i feel that...everyone comes to me with their problems, secrets, aggravation at others...instead of approaching the people they are upset at...and clearing the air..they put me in the middle...sometimes i like being the one relied upon...but then when i need them? where are they?
nowhere in sight.
Hey there, thanks for the comment on my "Coffee and Cigarette".
Here's the link to the complete story. Maybe that would help to clarify the whole concept of the poem. Have a great day!