The Fraying of a Tie

Thoughts on friends and the ways we have grown different

A way about the girl in the flannel red jacket

Makes its way into my philosophical thought

I wonder if everyone feels just as pressured

To be looked at and never taken seriously

 

How can you demand love and respect

When it is something you don't know how to give?

When you're the one in the room that's laughing

the loudest

the hardest

And the one who doesn't let it go for hours

 

And what about the other with the dyed black hair,

When will she realize that things need to change?

When your parents take your car and your privelidges away

Don't you know that something's going on?

 

Well, they certainly do.

You may not know it,

But they're watching you.

 

The third goes around and flaunts what she doesn't have

And somehow there's still people lined up at the back

Door of her house that will one day burn down

And she'll sit and she'll crave to get out of this town

 

Begging for a new car to replace one that is a mere 4 years old

Seems unnecessary to me, but everyone is different

I have chosen to accept the women as they are

And to respect them regardless,

And inspire them to go far.

 

Reviews

[Kara Emily Krantz]

yes i agree with emily! i was like hmm, this is really quite an interesting concept... i like the way you presented it, as well as the things you chose to speak about. your choices were well done. :)

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[Emily B]

A perceptive and mature musing . . .