The Box

We live in a box,
Which was instilled in us when young,
A ‘friend’ is suppose to do this,
An enemy ‘this’,
But when we were young,
It was about having fun with others,
We didn’t have expectations,
Or labeled our friends this and that,
We made the best of times,
And cried when hurt by others,
Don’t enclose people,
And keep them in a ‘box’
Let them be free to be whatever,
A friend, lover, enemy, or not

10/03/09 @ 2.52pm