Friends

Friendships suck. It's like a rose, it's a beautiful thing but sometime it will sting the crap out of you. George Washington once said, "Be courteous to all, but intimate with few, and let those few be well tried before you give them your confidence". I couldn't agree more; I mean who could argue with Washington? He took a stand and defeated his old country and I like to think he sat on the coastline shooting them the bird while the British were sailing back across the Atlantic completely defeated. Somebody needs to paint that painting. I wish I would have taken his advice. I gave confidence to people way too soon. I stood up for myself and as heartbreaking as it was, I turned around to see myself standing alone. At least it defined for me what a friend really is. Why can't it just be easier and everybody has to wear name tags that just say "real" or "fake". That way there is no second guessing and you know who will stand beside you. But to all my "friends" I leave you with my poem.

Friend or Foe

Friend or foe?

On the surface it's impossible to tell

When difficult circumstances arrive

It's then we will know

Friend or foe?

You say you are with me

Yet here I am standing

Alone

Friend or foe?

You tell me

Friend or foe?

Friend just be real, no false words

Stand with me, so alone I won't be

For you my foe,

my next move you shall never know.

Breck