I've always found it hard to trust people.
No matter what their relevance was to me,
I've always been scared as to what might happen.
I've always been a shy, enclosed person,
But 2 years ago my trust for anyone disappeared.
It just left.
Just like I did.
I left and moved on,
Only to find out I'd be accompanied by the bad memories.
All you do is hope that you make new friends and don't get bullied,
Luckily I've made new friends,
As well as becoming closer to friends that I wasn't as close with.
Now,
Monday through Friday,
From 12:55 to 1:40,
I sit on the open pitch,
Huddled in a large circle.
I can't help but be thankful for the fact that these are my friends.
That these are the people I talk to.
I don't tell them often enough,
But sometimes,
They're the only things that keep me alive...
