Going the distance.

Why do we change. As I recall my childhood days, I was a happy kid, running around teasing people, make fun of people, joking around, with a little care for the world. I was still am when I entered my secondary school. It was an all boys school, Victoria institution. Famous for their marching band, and academic achievement with a spice of sports. Most students that came out of VI do great things. I hope I will be one of them, better than them. We change because it needed to be. We change because we must. We can't stay the same, poignant to the world, live as thought you have no care. We no longer can.

A losing friend

I used to have one, 

He helped me out countless times,

he's there even when i pushed him away,

he's there even i no longer needed him,

always lingering in thoughts and never once swayed,

when no one's around,

i sat and stared..alone,

talking and never be done,

but now all there is,

is nothing but a moment of silence,

silence is a bliss they say,

a bliss that i dont hope to achieve,

is it really a bliss,

it feels more like a torment, 

a torture that i can never cope,

i missed him, i didn't realize that i had lost him,

we were close, not a day goes by without him being here,

but now all there is is a silence that i hated.

can i be forgiven,

can he come back and be here with me,

can he, or was it too late for me to ask this,