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how many times we change
written by sallyjackpumpkin06:15 PM 3/13/05I woke up, with a tear in my eye
I wasn't sure if i was crying or if it just from being tired
I got up and looked out the window
It was pooring, all this rain. like my eyes on deuary days
when i stared out my window watching the rain
And me thinking about what horror i caused all my friends
And how I left the one i truly love and the only one i really fell in love with and really felt the love between us
These thoughts ran threw my mind like crazy
I felt my eyes getting watery
I couldn't stand it, no longer could i figure out myself
I finally left that window sat on my bed and cried for the hundreths time
Afta a hr i finally got dressed into old clothes.
I went outside and looked at the rain falling down
My eyes were no longer watery, no longer the horrible thoughts ran threw my mind
No one was home when i went outside
The rain fell on my head and i just stood there getting drenched.
I finally decided to go inside and change once more
That's when the phone rang
I had no choice i had to answer
It was best friend
She was crying so hard, so very hard
I asked what was wrong
She finally took a breath and said her mom got in a car crash
I gasped in breath and thoughts of our friendship ran threw my head
Only her was by my side all the time
She asked comeova
I thought about how no one was to be found at my home
But i couldn't say "no" she was there always by my side.
And this is my chance be by hers
I hung up the phone and ran to my room
Changed my clothes into something new
The door rang a half hr late
I ran downstairs answered the door
My best friend was drenched and crying so many tears
I let her in letting her know no one was home
She said ok but i knew it was fine
She just wanted talk to me
I gave her a pair of clothes to change in
And then we sat and she told me what happen
We cryed half the time
This tragic accident lasted months
And yet still is
But this is what i remeber most on this day
I realized how many times i changed that day
Ova something so dumb, or maybe so important or even maybe great
We change our clothes all the time
But what i really mean is
We change ourselves to try please everyone
For tragic accidents
Or a party all night
To a guy we love
Or to please our friends so we all look good
Not just that maybe please ourselves
Sometimes family
But what i noticed i changed moods that day like crazy
But that's when u realize we change for others
Including ourselves
I will neva forget this tragic day and hard it was for everyone
And how many times i changed |
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Author's footnotes and comments on this Poem:
about my friend and this mix up poem. this day was really hard for everyone. and what it really is to get a message. i dunno it came to my mind. if u like it please like let me know and give me comments
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