Sometimes fame is not everything you need to be happy. Looking at the other things in life and enjoying small pleasures of life is something the youth usually forgets.
Not to generalize, but nowadays many youngsters in school want to be really famous, expecting several people to know them and to have many friends.
It is very difficult in fact, to have many 'close' friends.
There was someone,
Who I knew,
She wanted to be famous
Like the other few.
On that beautiful journey,
Which was long and weary
She lost the ones she called 'deary'
I was one of her friends,
Not just a friend,
Not any normal friend
Not any normal friend
Not any normal friend.
She was my so called best friend
That relationship, I thought wouldn't end.
One day a rumour she thought I'd spread,
That day was the day for me to dread.
A lesson was learnt by me
'Don't expect much of those who flee'
Flee from what?
Flee from what?
Flee from what?
Run from what is true,
Rage of emotions through.
She'd decline what I'd say,
Every moment
Every second
Every day.
I just want the world to know,
If something like this happens where to go.
Just look inside
You'll find your soul hide,
Help it out
Don't be afraid,
Just go on and raid,
I did it,
And so can you
Just say whatever you want
I said it too.
Remember, if anything like this happens to you, try and confront the person concerned. Be open, be free, if that person is your true friend, she/he will surely listen.
Do not be afraid. Stand to your point.
YOU ARE READING
What the souls want to hear
PoetryLife in poems. "Sometimes you don't need inspiration to do something" (Open to all viewpoints, agreements, disagreements, anything)
