Be Free

I have a friend who I care about very much who seems to be just moving through life. I'm unfortunately not, so as I thought about it, I just got to writing.

When It all began it was I,

who lent a hand,

you wanted to fall,

I built you up,

you wanted to fly,

well, tough luck,

In between,

you began to chage,

your walls grew strong,

you were unafraid,

a passion that far excited mine,

as I began to lag behind,

You strung me along,

but I began to see,

you no longer needed me,

as time moves on, 

I will fade,

but the memorie's we've shared ,

they'll give you wings ,

so you can fly away ,

and become something,

don't weap for me ,

because it was my pleasure,

to sow in every delicate feather,

change your life,

be a guiding light,

lend others a hand ,

as I gave mine ,

time is relative,

for friends such as we,

I succeed as you fufull your destiny,

you will forever be,

a part of me,

so be happy, be healthy,

but most of all,

be free,

Author's Note

I'd appreciate some feedback, good or bad, so DON'T be shy!!!