What Changed?

What Changed?

A Poem by MetBySunlight

 

I will not give into your jealous-striken face

'Cause we're best friends but filled with disgrace,

You should be happy for me, as I was happy for you

When you walked through that door and said you've found someone too

That was a while ago, and things didn't last,

But please, don't dwell on that past.

 

I have found a boy I'm comfortable with,

Hoping that love is not just a myth

Maybe you've forgotten what happened in my childhood

Or maybe you don't realise my post-traumatic stress

How could we forget, that man in the bush,

The event you blindly claim it affects you the most

Though you were home, safe and sound

While I was running for my life, away from that strange man.

 

So don't pretend everything is alright

When we've just created a homemade plight

You won't even look me in the eye,

Especially when you told that unfaithful lie

I miss it when we could laugh about everything

And I miss it when we talked about anything

What changed?

 

You should be a friend, a best friend like you once were

I will never catch the virus you try to transfer,

I hope in time, you'll realise your own virus

Stop turning me into your own personal Cyrus

So ask how I'm doing, like I do to you,

Perhaps I'm asking for too much, I just want our break-through.

 

It's true, I'm always known for being mature for my age

While you've continued to act on your personal stage

People in their late teens understand how I feel

They know this wound will take time to heal

So why is it, at age sixteen,

My friends all seem to be blind?

Remove that veil so you can see,

Remove that veil to be set free

From the type of person you've turned into,

I hope in time, something will imbue you.

 

 

 

MetBySunlight!

© 2011 MetBySunlight


Author's Note

MetBySunlight
Sometimes I'd rather have no friends at all.

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Some people mature rapidly because of stressfull, life-changing incidents. Many friends do not understand why after what happened to you you've suddenly changed. I really liked the poem and i loved what message it was giving me. Keep writing and to what happened with the man in the bushes i hope that you're better now and i hope that one day that scar might possibly begin to heal.

Posted 13 Years Ago


Most kids won't mature at the same pace. Each of us need or want more or less. I like the way you described the conflict in the poem. A very good ending to a excellent poem.
Coyote

Posted 13 Years Ago


Aw...This poem is just so emotional...Yeah, sometimes, I also think that having no friends is better yet at the end, I'm wrong...You cannot live by yourself only...
I like this poem...Filled with strong and well crafted emotions...Great work... :)))
Cheer up...!

Posted 13 Years Ago


This is really sad. But hey, we do need friends. However, it may take a long time before we can find the true ones. And if you think you're more mature than them, then wouldn't it be better if you look for a friend in people who are at the same level as you? If you aren't happy with your friends right now, maybe it's better to just end it. Sometimes, we just have to let some of our loved ones go in order for others to take a place our lives. This is the bitter nature of life. But this is just my own opinion. Haha. Oh, I think I'm straying. :)) Well, I loved the poem. It's full of raw and strong emotions. This only proves that poems are so much better if it comes from the heart. The readers can feel your pain and can somewhat connect with you through this. Keep it up!

Posted 13 Years Ago



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