Shadows of Youth
It started off so well, so good,
Every language we spoke, understood.
Forever, we thought, it would last,
Yet somehow, those moments slipped past.
We carried happy souls inside,
But now we ride a different tide.
To make amends, it’s not too late,
Yet pride keeps tossing feelings like fate.
Yes, things aren’t well, yet we let them slide,
Waiting for truth while we choose what to hide.
We listen to what we want to hear,
Even when the answers are crystal clear.
You’ve been hurt, called names, misunderstood,
Yet here you remain—resilient and good.
I know I’ve done things I cannot undo,
Actions and words you never knew.
But not all that’s spoken tells the truth,
Some are lies, some shadows of youth.
As the saying goes, though friends may stay,
Not all hearts wish us well along the way.
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