ReplacementsEverywhere I go, I find friends. They are wonderful and mean so much to me, But what happens when I move away? What does distance do to a friendship? How do I fill the holes left behind?Replacements
Easy. Find replacements.
For all people can be replaced. The "BFF" of today can be interchanged quite readily, Easy come, easy go.
I had a confidant, we lost touch, I found someone to replace him. I had a friend, he went away, Someone else took his place. I had a connection, it stretches far, A new one is forged close by.
Whenever we meet, we
Choosei want it all for there are so many, yet i can only see so few. i miss those that are near, and i miss those that are far, torn between what is and what i want torn between what i have and what i needChoose
for i have friends in many places, but i can only be in one. what friends do i choose to see, to care for, to enjoy? what friends do i ignore, despite my desires, lost only to distance and insecurity?
perhaps it should be enough that i have friends, that despite the distance, despite the insecurity, the few times i do see them are meanin
Connectioni wish to Connect. to break beyond the masks we wear, and to see the truest one behind. to forgo the pleasantries and polite banter and simple small talk, andConnection
delve into the deepest parts of the psyche.
for i know what i see, and i know that what i See is not always what Is, and that difference can be Devastating.
what must i do, to connect? what must you do, in return? when will i see the Truest self, and not the mask of composure you put up?
when can i Test the boundaries, Try this bond of gold, that
So little 2i give so much, and expect so littleSo little 2
but what happens when i get Nothing? why give so much if in return i get Nothing? why do so much if it is all for Nothing? why Love so much, when all you give is Nothing? why be here, if it is all for Nothing?
for You, i was, now, for what?
i dont ask for much a word a smile a glance a measure a note something anything
so little can do so much...but, maybe i need that little first
Lowest LowI look at the scars down my arm. I never meant to cause you harm. But the pain is all I know. I've finally hit my lowest low.Lowest Low
I look down and can see my feet. Thanks to the fact that I don't eat. The pain now is all I know. I've finally hit my lowest low.
Comforting heat is all I feel from the fire. Though my hand is black as a tire. This is the pain that I don't show. I've finally hit my loest low.
My yellow teeth and blistered finger. From never letting any food linger. This is the pain that I don't show. I've finally hit my lowest
| I'm a Mechanical Engineer with a thing for poetry. My work isn't terribly great, but it was a tool I used to cope with things in life. I attend the University of Michigan, where I am a member of the Nu chapter of Kappa Kappa Psi, honorary band fraternity. A four-year clarinet player of the Michigan Marching Band, I've seen the best and worst of Michigan football in my time here. I love my brothers with everything that I am. |
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"Is this all that you want to be? Are we trying to fool the world; or are we trying to fool ourselves?"
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