Im trying hard as I can.
Im the type of guy who really only talks to people who is around him.
I mean "around" as like walking distance and such.
I figure the friends back home I have made know that, but they dont I guess.
Im trying as hard as I can to balance school, work, college friends, family, home friends, all with one crappy, broken cell phone, but I cant.
People want time from me they used to have, but I cant give it all the time...at least not so easily, not so planned out as before.
I dont know why I do it,
but I leave people's lives and re-enter at weird times. Its an uncanny knack I've acquired, yet this isnt the case as before. My friends back home are moving on and it kinda hurts. I already knew they were going to get lives and go on adventures that dont include me, but I still reluctantly lied to myself.
They tell me slow down because I move too fast to be caught.
However, when I come back home I slow down and it seems I cant catch anyone.
Not for a hello or even a final goodbye.
Later Days
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