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Part of the team?
Today there was a party full of laughter,
My invite in the post was obviously a non stater.
The party was for a B.D of someone I consider a mate,
Sat here wondering why I never got through the gate.
Thought we were close and I was considered quite dear,
But just goes to show, obviously don't want me near.
Do I come across more than certifiably insane?
Or am I just a loser at this friendship game?
Maybe holding myself in such low esteem,
Forbids me from being, 1 of the team.
Just goes to show the people to whom I think I'm close,
Don't really like me at all, that's how it goes.
What have I done wrong? I really don't know,
Thought I was a friend but am I considered a foe?
Is it just maybe that I try too hard?
Is me not having friends, just what's on the cards?
If it is, I don't like the hands I've been dealt,
Because loneliness and depression are all that's felt.
I've gone against all, that I usually feel,
And trusted those people as I thought out friendship was real.
Well no more I say, I'd rather be a recluse,
Than think I'm someone of whom people have no use.
My invite in the post was obviously a non stater.
The party was for a B.D of someone I consider a mate,
Sat here wondering why I never got through the gate.
Thought we were close and I was considered quite dear,
But just goes to show, obviously don't want me near.
Do I come across more than certifiably insane?
Or am I just a loser at this friendship game?
Maybe holding myself in such low esteem,
Forbids me from being, 1 of the team.
Just goes to show the people to whom I think I'm close,
Don't really like me at all, that's how it goes.
What have I done wrong? I really don't know,
Thought I was a friend but am I considered a foe?
Is it just maybe that I try too hard?
Is me not having friends, just what's on the cards?
If it is, I don't like the hands I've been dealt,
Because loneliness and depression are all that's felt.
I've gone against all, that I usually feel,
And trusted those people as I thought out friendship was real.
Well no more I say, I'd rather be a recluse,
Than think I'm someone of whom people have no use.
Published 17th Mar 2020
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17th Mar 2020 6:53pm
Your spill here caused me to recall a snail mail letter from an ex supervisor who i loved and today we both no longer work for the company we 1st met, with.
When i left the company, the employees hosted a party for me and 4 days later all the Mgrs hosted a private party for me, as well.
When she left, NO ONE, did shit for her -- even a Lead, who she and her partied and did lots of off duty events together with.
i don't have the foggiest idea why but when i worked for the company, i was a continual pain in the ass for the upper mgmt and corporate officers. She was just trying to make $$ for the company and do her thing in the store we both worked in. I confess, though, that i left before she wanted to leave. She was the best supervisor i've ever worked for but the company and me were pissing each other off one too many times.
i had to leave.
Who knows, truly who is truly our friends?!!!!!!!!!
i know,
because i practice kindness and i am a male empath.
Being gifted the empath ability might sound like cheating, but i believe anyone can hone the skills of an empath, if they choose to do so.
You spilled what and how You feel / felt, accurately and in deliberate logic.
When i left the company, the employees hosted a party for me and 4 days later all the Mgrs hosted a private party for me, as well.
When she left, NO ONE, did shit for her -- even a Lead, who she and her partied and did lots of off duty events together with.
i don't have the foggiest idea why but when i worked for the company, i was a continual pain in the ass for the upper mgmt and corporate officers. She was just trying to make $$ for the company and do her thing in the store we both worked in. I confess, though, that i left before she wanted to leave. She was the best supervisor i've ever worked for but the company and me were pissing each other off one too many times.
i had to leave.
Who knows, truly who is truly our friends?!!!!!!!!!
i know,
because i practice kindness and i am a male empath.
Being gifted the empath ability might sound like cheating, but i believe anyone can hone the skills of an empath, if they choose to do so.
You spilled what and how You feel / felt, accurately and in deliberate logic.
17th Mar 2020 8:22pm
That in depth honest comment means alot as you've taken the time to share a personal experience in response to my words. Thank you.
18th Mar 2020 4:00am
Great poem, it helps to write. You find the right friend for you. Keep on writing.
