This isn't really a poem; it's a conversation between my best friend during some hard times. I just think through the situation, our fierce loyalty to each other and the way we have one another's back is poetic. Sometimes being 15 just sucks.
Her: I'm moving out
Her: i dont care anymore
Her: im sick and f-ing fed up with this all I need is another bruise so the jerks at school can raise even more crap
Me: I wish you could come stay with me but it's not that simple
Her: living with you would be crap
Her: you know that
Me: thanks
Her: dude, your parents would act different
Her: be realistic it wouldnt work
Me: you honestly think I don't know that? Or that my mom is a grade a class witch? Or that this sh**hole isn't room enough? But hell, I'd do it for you
Her: it would make you worse off
Her: and im not out to kill what you have
Me: don't worry about what I have
Her: Fu** that, you're one of the only good things i have and im not going to make it tougher for you
Her: i just need out
Her: and i dont know how
Me: you know, before when things were real bad here, and when I felt like running for it, the only person I could ever picture doing it with and surviving was you....not that I'm saying i'm thinking about it, just though i'd let you know.
Her: well thanks i'm glad that we can rely on each other and im sure we could survive
Her: but now that things are ok for you im not gonna fu** it up by stepping into the picture
Me: helloooo you've been in the picture since the first day we met each other and i'm not ready to let that go or let you go and have to do this alone
Her: im not going to move in with you even if you offered
Her: no offense at all but seriously your parents might be all chill about it but what about when they snap and throw me out on the streets
Her: im not pessimistic im realistic
Me: i'd go with you
Her: yeah thats what i dont want though
Her: i dont want to mess up your life
Her: seriosuly. if your parents threw me out and you went with me you could never take that back
Me: I know, but any parent who threw my best friend out on the street just when she needed someone the most I wouldn't consider a parent...and plus I would never let you live out on the street alone
Her: i probably wouldnt live on the streets for long but id end up having to drop out of school and it would fu** me over
Her: i dont know what the fu** im gonna do if i do anything. maybe imm like my mom and im all talk when things get bad
Her: but im f-ing sick of everything here. and i dont know if i can hold out another year
