My Version: A Book of Poetry

His View

There once was a boy,

Someone I thought I knew,

He was a perfect gentlemen,

He dressed like a prince,

He got good grades,

He has many close friends,

I was one of them,

We had the same classes,

We shared many secrets,

Though one above all he never told,

Not even to me - the Closest of them all,

His mother is an addict,

His father keeps losing all his jobs,

When they throw a fit,

It gets taken out on him,

The house is a mess,

Eviction notices filling every drawer,

They have no nice things,

Everything is either broken or torn,

Much like he is,

He walks to school every day,

We Never go to his house - He always sleeps over mine,

I've never met his parents - I don't know their names,

I don't know how he reacts when he goes home,

I don't know if he is alone,

He never goes a day without wearing his mask,

The face I've always known,

I feel so stupid now that I think back on it,

"I should of known" I always repeat to myself,

Though only now can I wonder,

If he had told me - could I of helped?

Some best friend - I couldn't help him,

When I needed a friend the most - He's the one I'd go to,

Yet where does he go when he needs a friend?

I cry at my thoughts and my own negligence...

Was I really so blind?

My closest friend is there suffering...

Yet...

Here I am living as if I were royalty.

He always smiles,

I've never seen him cry,

He acts so tough,

He fooled me well,

Where is he now?

I suppose I should know...

He never told me,

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I woke one day and found a note,

It said:

Today is my 18th Birthday so I'm moving away, I found a good job that pay's well and I am doing well,

I'm sorry you found out this way, I know I should have told you about this sooner.

Please believe I'm alright and if anything happens you're the first one I'll call.

Don't bother to look for me because you won't find me,

don't ask my parents because they'll never know where I have gone,

I'm afraid I have lied to you for so many years but now that I'm old enough I have found the courage to say the truth to you,

I hated my home life,

but being friends with you is something I have yet to regret,

Thank You for always being so kind,

you let me stay over so many times and never asked why -

Even if I'm gone I'm sure we'll meet again someday.

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I haven't seen that dear boy since,

I'm sorry he's gone,

But I'm glad he's happy,

I suppose that's all someone like me is good for,

Good Luck to you my friend,

Where ever you are now,

I pray you will come back to visit me some day.

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Created on December 30, 2012