Life I like a roller coaster.
There are ups and downs.
Life is like a cliff.
Imagine you are climbing a cliff with your best friend,
And you begin to fall.
She would grab your arm and pull you up….
But what if she wasn’t there anymore?
You would fall.
When you fall you can get back up,
But there’s always that one fall that ends it all.
If you get pregnant you’ll ask me for my hand,
And all I’m going to say,
Is watch where you fall.
You’re losing friends right and left,
Pretty soon you won’t have a hand to grab at all.
You lost me, you’ll lose them, and not because you’re a h*,
But because you don’t care about us all.
I’m not your friend for two reasons….
One, you’re a s**t and I hate you for that.
Two, you lost sight of our hands and just saw the hands that touched you.
I wish you could’ve looked me in the eye when I told you I was okay,
Because guess what,
I lied.
I’m not okay.
I’m sad because I just lost my best friend…forever.
You can’t get me back,
And I’m not sorry for that.
When you hang on that cliff alone and call my name for my hand,
I’ll be there,
But guess what….
When you grab my hand don’t be surprised if I let it go.
I’ll let go because I care,
And now I see that the only way for you to listen,
Is for you to fall,
Lose it all,
And start over.
When you start over I hope you can see clearly,
Because I know your hurting more then jus me….
You’re hurting all of your friends,
But most of all…
Yourself.
When you can see clearly you’ll see that the only hands that are there…
Are mine and your true friends.
Let me define your true friends….
Your friends who call you a h* and a s**t.
Someday you’ll see why….
I just hope that that day comes before you fall.
So all I have to say,
While I watch those hands fade away…
Is watch out for the real world…
And don’t fall.
*this poem was for rebecca because she let a guy get down her pants after she promised all her friends that she would change*
