Friend (noun) a person upon which to perch
At times
it seems sincerity is difficult to come by
because
for the most part,
most of us are afraid to be judged for who we are.
So we tweak and change what we say
and what we do
so we will be accepted rather than be alone.
And besides,
we don’t want anyone to know we are crazy. Especially if we’re young. (Thankfully we eventually reach an age where we can wear “crazy” like an accessory)
To have friendships that have withstood the test of time.
where I can “think aloud” and have someone listen.
friends can make sense of my nonsense
or
if they can’t
gently point me at any over-analyzing
or second-guessing
or insecurity
and
either give me a hug
or
kick me in the ass.
It’s a relief to not have to wear a mask
that restrains and suffocates the genuineness of self.
I imagine if no such friends would exist
we’d all be birds
with no place to perch.
Flying around and around
exhausted
from trying to keep aloft of our truth.
Ink And Spine 