{"sf1_id":832326,"sf2_id":"rnarDDO1","title":"I wish I were my friends","author":"Leonard Wolfe","words":176,"posted_at":"2015-03-19T00:35:00.000Z","tags":["2015","Poetry"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/832326-i-wish-i-were-my-friends","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/rnarDDO1","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/6c/8f/6c8f70de-95ae-4002-805a-276c8c70b5f1","description":"#14 of Poetry\n\nWritten short hand in a moment of depression\nPlease move along","content":"Faces, I see hundreds of them I see nearly everyday  \nSometimes we know them but often we don't  \nBut one in particular I can't stand to see  \nThe strange one in the mirror looking back at me\n\nAn ever-present semi frown is set against the backdrop of sunken mistrusting eyes  \nSigns of fatigue scattered all over  \nWhat made them this way  \nI wish I could make their day\n\nTheirs is the face who longs to smile  \nWhen with their friends they are united  \nBut this face looking back at me  \nThey have no near friends to share their tea\n\nI wish I were my friends Devoid of my depression as they are  \nWith friends all around Their happiness around  \nI wish I were my friends That can be alone, days on end  \nThat can create with imagination running free\n\nA joyous sight for all to see  \nBut this face looking back at me can only wish  \nThey wish they weren't themselves  \nSomething to put this to an end The desire to be a cared for friend  \n  \n\n","series":{"name":"Poetry","previous":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/766846-autumn-dream.json","next":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/835037-day-at-the-zoo-short-poem.json"}}