and what are we waiting for?

our forever?

i've realised that friends really are what make you,
that you really are a ton of bullshit,
that i actually hate you-
for once,
probably forever.
and i'm sure of it,
i'm not confused or fickle,
i'm made up,
that you really are-
nothing,
at all.

so this is for you, however long it lasted, whatever stupid dreams I've had, or ever wondered-
that maybe someday 'we' could happen,
illusional,
that's exactly who you are.

I'm sure you think I'm non-exsistant,
but many people actually do care,
and half the time we don't know,
so maybe we should just open up our eyes a little,
and appreciate things the way they really are,
and not what you want them to be.
so go on into that cynical stage you are in,
because you'll have to learn,
i just don't think i'll be here to see you fall,
or pick you up-
for that matter.
we all learn,
we do-
it's just when and how,
that's life ;
after all.

friday nights alway have this really wacked effect,
my apologies. (: