Fights Poem by dymon sidebottom

I'm sick and tired of meaningless fights.
Your my friend right?
Then why do you judge me?
I am me and no one else.
You can't change that nor can I.
For I am of God, and only the high and mighty can change me.
I'm not sorry I'm me, but sorry you met me.
You tried to make me choose between being me or your friend.
Now I'm me and oh so free.
I never thought that someone could go from friend to foe in just a week.
You didn't understand the message I tell.
You think I'm fake, and your a fraud!
A fraud of frienship!
For our ship has sailed its final time.
Made like the Titanic.
Supposed to be unsinkable.
Boy were they wrong!


(this one is really bad)