Does my poem make sense?

One friend

Five friends

Ten friends

No, just one

We were fifteen

That was it one friend

That was all I needed to be happy

And I was more than happy

I was fifteen

But how long would I be happy

How long would I be fifteen

Joy can't come without a price

Do friends come with a price?

I didn't know I was fifteen

And now, no longer fifteen

I look back and think why did I lose a year of my life for one friend? A year of disappointed parents, of bad grade. It was because i was fifteen.

Does this make sense? I'm writing it based on William stafford "fifteen" any help in adding or removing parts. Thanks

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