Best Friends

Here's my first attempt EVER at some poetry. Sorry it's kindof sad . . . that was my mood when I wrote it. I'm happy now.

Best Friends

I don't have very many
of them.
The world overplays
that song.
Which is why I don't have very many
of them.

They have a special place
in my heart.
My heart is capable of love.
Whatever
love even is?

Carefully, I let them in. They gladly
come.

Time Passes

My heartstrings are pulled.
I am puzzled.
Please, try to understand, help me,

to understand.

You are my best friend.
You've been inside
my heart,
and started to hack your way out.

It hurts,
missing something.
It's that one piece, that, was you.

Please come back.
Begging.
It was all misunderstood.

Another song sings, "Once
a best friend,
always a best friend."
It is never overplayed.

Please understand, after all that
we've been through:

I am not giving up on you now.

Thank You

If you are reading this, I have two words for you:

Thank You

You know who you are, but I'm going to tell everyone else. You are you. I want to thank you personally.

If you are reading this, I know you care about me.

Thank You

Some of the greatest words in the language of mankind are: Thank You. Every language has some form of it:

谢谢
Dank u
Merci
Danke
Σας ευχαριστούμε
Grazie
ありがとう
너를 감사하십시요
Obrigado
Вы
Gracias


And so, friends. Family. I thank you. All of you. :D

Have a nice day!

Thank you

If you're reading this, I have two very simple words to say to you:

Thank You

You know who you are. *smile

I'll post more about "Thank You" when I get home off my ski trip! :D

Love,

Brayden

Rest

Ah, glorious rest.

I've gotten sleep! Which is good. I just wish time could stop, and that I could fly away into Neverland with Peter Pan and never grow up.

I need to post something happy on my blog. . . and maybe change the colors. . .

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What should I do in my situation? I'm sorry for what I said, I don't know. . . *sigh I just don't know . . . Can someone help me?!

Uuummmmm......

Its the end of the semester. I'm severely sleep deprived. I'm in a male beauty pageant. I have to learn a professional saxophone solo in three days. I'm dancing in the multicultural assembly. I'm trying to figure out graduation from high school. There's more, but I just can't think right now. My brain hurts, my tummy hurts, my heart hurts.

Right now, all I'll ask is why?

Please, lets communicate . . . I don't know what to do.

*sigh *

Preference is tomorrow: have fun everyone who's going. I'm not sure what I'll be doing . . . going to bed early sounds nice.

*sigh sigh sigh sigh sigh*

What can I do? What should I do?

*sigh

*sigh

Preference. . .

Since everyone seems to be posting about Preference, I think I will too:

I havn't been asked, so I have no plans . . . .


That seems to wrap it up.


(Haha, this is totally a joke, not to be taken seriously. . . I just thought I should post something. . . .)

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:P It's been to long. I haven't posted in a while. Here's a post. I really don't know what to say, so you get to choose your own adventure!! :) Hooray!