When the pandemic happened, I was upset that I wasn't going to be able to meet my friends.
Little did I know.
I was blind.
This happened, that happened.
I spent all my evenings with my friends from my society.
They're all boys and they're amazing.
I still missed my other friends.
One day, I realised how happy I was.
How easy my mind was.
And I realised.
I was happy where I was.
Happier than I had ever been.
They're toxic.
The others.
To me, to my well-being.
This is my truth and only mine.
PS: This poem is based on a fictional character from a story.
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