My Old Friends

My old friends-

I’ve changed.

I’m not who I used to be when we met.

I can’t understand you anymore.

You are not where I want to go.

I want to follow my own path-

Away from the gossip and the pretentious barking.

You prefer the path well walked-

Safety and comfort of the subordinate life.

You play the part. You’re always served.

You look different now-

Or, do I.

Like a stray-

I don’t fit in.

You’ve changed.

I’ve once walked with you, but no more.

You are not my destiny.

Your fancy comforts-

My soul rejects.

We have nothing in common anymore.

Our desires are not in line-

We don’t see eye to eye.

I would rather walk alone.

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