I used to have a friend who sat by me in classroom 113
His hair was matte black, his eyes a dark brown
You'd think with his rough life, his smile would be a frown
But he had such a spirit— a will unlike any other
I guess you could say I felt like he was my brother
We got to be such good friends
Every morning, he'd be there with a new song to show me
I don't know how, but ever since the beginning, he just seemed to know me
The school days were long, and the walk home was so bitter
It seemed like forever, but our time together was short
And I wish things had been different, but I moved away
He tried so hard, but I slipped away
My new home was happier
He stayed the same
My new town was brighter
back home, the sun shone the same
I know it's silly, but I feel like I'm to blame
He grew up quick
I held onto being a kid
He became a man
And I stayed a boy
I lost my hopes, and I was never much for dreams
He was a bit better and found his own. It seemed
I still talk to him for what good it does
I just wish life could be the way it was
YOU ARE READING
Papercut Souls
Poetry~My hearts sick and bruised My souls paper thin You can make me bleed with just a flick of my skin~ This ones a blast. That much I know... but I wrote it... So who am I to say so? With love, David Yager
