FRIENDS or FOES

I decided to try my hand at poetry. This is my 2nd poem that i ever wrote. Inspiration was a close friend.

FRIENDS or FOES

Why did I get so close?
now I cant take the blows.
There are people all around
wonder if they are friends or foes.

I cry, I shout, I scream.
I wish it was all a dream.
I wonder when I am all by my own
"have I always walked alone?"

I wonder whether they are friends or foes
trying to find answers but nobody knows
there are many things that life shows
keep your enemies closer, friends just close.

Tears roll down my eyes
They thought i lost but i rise
To revive what they had slain
To fight the world again

i can see a group walking towards me
they r here again, they have come to slay.
i am strong, i beat them. i look at them and say
"Everyday is not a blue moon day."