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Poetry: Speed of life

by Pope

Created on: July 22, 2008

God, change is so unbelievable
I remember when we were barely three feet tall
We never had to worry, and stress
Was just a funny word that mom and dad used
Traditionally followed by words we weren't allowed to say

I remember that you were my first friend,
The very first girl I ever knew,
You've known me longer than I have ,
And yet now you couldn't tell me anything about me

I remember all the times we shared,
And even memories toegther
That both of us are to young to remember,
It's so hard to imagine life back then

But as years went by change began to take us,
But none more so than you,
As the change caught up we drifted apart
And yet we still saw each other more often than not

I remember your friends that I was nervous about,
And how you and he always drifted off not to be found,
And while you had changed, I was still the same

Over the years our families were one
And when you moved away so many tears were shed
But we both knew that it wasn't me that you cried for
Our change had torn us to never be the same

The miles that took their place between our two familes
Served as a silent seal between you and I
You'd think that 16 years together would've meant something
But I guess things aren't always as they should be

And then I saw you again, both of us so much older.
You had kept going down your path
And I was straying from mine

I heard you talk of the boys you've been with
And what you've done
And I saw you drink more than anyone knew
And no, you're not 21.

I remember thinking,
"Where the hell is the girl I grew up with?
The one that I first knew and loved?"

I was devasted, and how I was didn't help
'Cause I guess in hurting myself
You caught some of the sting too

I didn't think you cared, I'm still not sure you do
But I know that it wasn't a good feeling
To hear what I thought, and to hear my silence
Or to glance at my face never holding a smile
Or to see my arms, and the scars still fresh on them

I still find it hard to believe, that naught 4 years pass
And I don't recognise the girl I knew for 13 years before that
Both of us have changed, neither for good,
But lucky for me, I've yet to poison myself,
Or throw away innocence.




Wow. What a crappy poem. At this point, I don't even care what you rate it, I just took the time to concieve of the awful word choice, broken rythm and non existant rhyme, so I'm posting it anyway.

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