Scared About the Future
I still can't believethree years has it been.
My old friends are all different
they've all changed since then.
I suppose that's true
for myself and us all.
We've all grown up
some short and some tall.
But this, this is different
I missed their changing days.
My friends here I saw morph
in their looks and their ways.
With them it's like
I'm out of their life.
I don't know which is happy
or if one was lost to a knife.
I remember their faces
from when I saw them last.
They all look so different
I guess life comes at you fast.
I'm scared they won't recognize
the person I've become.
I'm afraid they'll reject me
to me they'll be numb.
Though some did notice me
when we visited the high school.
They called out my name
and I looked up like a fool.
Only just in time
did I see them walk by.
I smiled and waved ecstaticaly
for our time was nigh.
Poetry by Mary
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Written on 2006-05-10 at 01:58
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