friends

I forget why I make friends

why i reach out and let them in

why i toss sleep and monotony into the bin

 

Why we pick each other

and whether to continue with another

conversation, meal and day.

 

do what you want

and in returning autonomy to me,

after all that’s said and done

it’s because it’s filled with fun

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