remember the first time you made a friend,
at pre-school, at primary school perhaps.
when you try your best to impress that person.
not caring about how the person looks, even smells like..
you just want a friend. a friend to laugh with.
a friend to even cry with maybe.
it's so nice, to just even feel that you have a friend
even for just a day.
it doesn't have to last,
it just had to be fun.
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others can say what they want,
they can try to make you feel miserable
because they are just jealous of what you're feeling,
the feeling to befriend somebody.
the feeling of friendship simply.
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yes,
i admit it.
i wish i could re-do what i have done.
so many things,
so many things.
but like you,
i just want to be happy for even a moment with a friend.
i just want to feel that wondrous thing again.
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we have swallowed a lot of shit by this thing
called life.
a lot.
but why isn't it molding us into the "perfect" person
our parents wants us to be.
why aren't we?
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some say i have a sad life,
some may even say i'm a fake.
well i agree with them.
i am sad and i am fake,
i can be whatever you want me to be.
i can be happy
and i can be sad.
i can be nice
and bloody hell i can even be mean.
but i don't care.
i don't care what you think.
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for those who have read until this far,
i salute you.
ponder on this.
thanks friend.