Fading Away
From my youth, I don’t remember much about friends.
At least, not until I got into Junior High.
Something happened that I swore wouldn’t happen again.
My one and only “best friend” left me high and dry.
I never knew what I did to make her angry,
But she decided that we were no longer friends.
I was left all alone with no one but family.
My social life had been centered around Jen.
I made a conscious decision at age thirteen
To increase my social circle at least tenfold.
If ever again I was hit by something unforeseen,
At least I would have lots of friends and someone to hold.
Copyright © PJ Scheidel | Year Posted 2022
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