Wednesday, August 06, 2008
everyone has friends. good friends. best friends. or at least we all like to believe so. but how many of us can actually safely say that we have that special group of people whom we can rely on in times of need?
people band together to seek identification, to get a sense of security and satisfaction knowing that they belong somewhere. but this... "group" is something that is very loosely defined and metamorphs at the slightest provocation.
every few months, social circles are created and destroyed in the same space of time. friendships found and destroyed. some of this is natural. most of it is artificial, held together by the most intricate schemes and sheer cunningness of man. it is a tragedy that people's lives can be such a big, fat lie. perhaps we think too much, perhaps its a test of friendship, perhaps we just arent loyal beings. perhaps pigs could fly. my ass.
have you ever wondered how many of your "friends" are really friends? how many of them would be willing to sacrifice more than 15minutes of their time to help you? quite a handful i would suppose. how about a day? a couple? what about... risk their very lives in a bid to save yours? none, very likely.
in this day and age, where fun and money are valued above the traditional honour and integrity, it is difficult to find true friends. it would take just the slightest quaver in the friendship to spook even the best of friends. the first sign of trouble and most of your friends would have run off faster than forrest gump, looking for their bext beacon of safety and comfort.
but is it supposed to be like that?
perhaps.
and the world spits on me again
people band together to seek identification, to get a sense of security and satisfaction knowing that they belong somewhere. but this... "group" is something that is very loosely defined and metamorphs at the slightest provocation.
every few months, social circles are created and destroyed in the same space of time. friendships found and destroyed. some of this is natural. most of it is artificial, held together by the most intricate schemes and sheer cunningness of man. it is a tragedy that people's lives can be such a big, fat lie. perhaps we think too much, perhaps its a test of friendship, perhaps we just arent loyal beings. perhaps pigs could fly. my ass.
have you ever wondered how many of your "friends" are really friends? how many of them would be willing to sacrifice more than 15minutes of their time to help you? quite a handful i would suppose. how about a day? a couple? what about... risk their very lives in a bid to save yours? none, very likely.
in this day and age, where fun and money are valued above the traditional honour and integrity, it is difficult to find true friends. it would take just the slightest quaver in the friendship to spook even the best of friends. the first sign of trouble and most of your friends would have run off faster than forrest gump, looking for their bext beacon of safety and comfort.
but is it supposed to be like that?
perhaps.
and the world spits on me again
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THE DARKER SIDE OF ME;
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THE DARKER SIDE OF ME;
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