to my best friend

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some people climb mountains.

some people jump out of airplanes.

some people travel around the world with twenty dollars in their pocket.

some people have snakes and tarantulas as their pets.


i am not one of those people.


i get scared to climb ladders.

i could die just jumping on my couch.

i get lost in the grocery store.

i sometimes get scared of my own dog.


you also, are not one of those people.


we wish we were.

we wish we could climb, jump, travel and have the bravery of hercules himself- but two girls can only wish. we wish we could drink, smoke, leave, laugh, cry, fail and realize- but two girls can only wish.

we wish we could have a wild side to balance our good girl side; we wish we could ask ourselves, " why not? " and, " who are we hurting? " then continue to go through with each others' crazy plans anyways; we wish our parents weren't so strict with our lives so we could stay a little longer, see a little farther and live life a little more on the edge.

but two little girls who live in a tiny little village, whose parents won't let them step foot outside of the house after 9pm sharp, who know too many, whose parents know even more, always having the reputation of the goody two shoes girls, who don't have the freedom of living life ' on the wild side '. two little girls who are too smart, too pretty, too funny, too outgoing, and too supervised to put themselves on the line to risk their futures.

two little girls who are groomed to be little soldiers of society and not step out of line.

my best friend

and me.

we may not be able to climb mountains, or jump out of planes, or travel the world or have big spiders living in our homes but we are able to be ourselves.

and to my best friend i tell you:


you give me the ability climb mountains.

you give me the courage to jump out of planes.

you give me the urge to travel the world-

and if i had you by my side, you bet your ass i would have a snake slithering across my bedroom right, this, moment.

with you, i don't need drugs. or alcohol or pools or other friends or the confidence others have- all i need is you. you and me. me and you. you and i.

that's all.

to my best friend:

thank you.

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