Hanging On -Cheyenne Kimball

What makes us closed to heart

Is making us fall apart

The times when we share

When all of us are there

I want us to be like before

When we enjoyed and more

Hope this phase of friendship will make us closer

But my thoughts turn to fear

I was supposed to blog 2 hours ago , when my mind was full of what I was going to post. But I fell asleep due to fatigue.

Maybe I should stop talking.
Whatever comes out from my mouth are just rubbish.
Maybe because of that I'm just irritating the people around with my cold damn lame jokes.
I was just happy. I'm spreading my happiness around.
No one notes my effort.
Because I know eventually, the path ahead is wide enough for me. That path has room for only 1 person.
Maybe i'm not doing my part well as a friend.
Should I still be happy now that I'm not treated as one of the close friends.
The treatment I get just makes me think about all these shit.
Is this another one of those teenage angst?
Maybe I'm going through all that right now.
If i'm not treated as friend, then don't.
If it's not meant to be then so be it.
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I want a hug. Whatever written above is just crap. And this is not supposed to rhyme either.