Change

[beautifulchildslove]

We were good friends
A long time ago
We were there for eachother
Many years ago
But tell me now, my friend of old,
How it came to this.
Why must we turn such different ways
As different as white and black?
Why must we be so distant now?
We were such good friends

Times change
But why can't we
Remain the same?
Are we so different now?
As different as night and day?
True, night follows day
And day follows night
But why must you be
Stuck in night?

I try to light the way
I try to lead you away
From the darkness
But you resist.
I may as well be
Trying to change the course
Of a river by simply
Clapping my hands.
It won't work.

But, now,
Must it come to this?
Must we go our seprate ways?
I've done what I can
I've fought a fight
But won it?
I sure don't know.
Does your tough exterior hide
The light hidden inside?
I've done what I can.
It's now up to you.
What more can I do?
Can you turn your life around?

I tried what I could
I planted the seed
But I can't do more
You've become dangerous
To be around
Why did you change?



**dedicated to my old friend
Who is currently hooked on drugs

[puppyprincessgrl]

that's so sad. i like your poem though.