| Those Words We've had misunderstandings Between those words that we speak, We've helped each other remain standing And became strong for the other that was weak. No other friendship Was quite like ours, So how could those few simple words Leave such a deep scar? A scar that is left bleeding Hoping soon to fully mend, Sure, we could erase what has been written But not so easily those words that already been said. Could those words change us, From still being friends? Or do you and I have the courage To start all over again? It takes the power of hatred To become bitter enemies until the end, Yet it takes the strength of love to apologize, And regain the magic of being true friends. We've been challenged before By what's wrong and right It has put us through so much misery, So can we end this fight? ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ This was written by me when I needed an apology for Linda (my stepmother). Don't ask me why I felt the need to apologize, but I did. In fact, I had done nothing wrong at all. The woman had told yet another lie to my father about some stupid thing I'd said to her. This is quite a common occurance around that particular house, surprisingly enough. P-O-E-M-S H-O-M-E |