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All I Need Is a Friend MAG

January 28, 2009
By Ryan Moran BRONZE, Mt. Prospect, Illinois
Ryan Moran BRONZE, Mt. Prospect, Illinois
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Books fill up my room.
Not baseball cards,
or pictures of girls,
or basketballs.
Maybe a blown up picture of …
… Pam Anderson might help.

Black-framed glasses
and a white,
I should start working out.

At least I can read.
I read four books a day last summer.
The librarian,
80-year-old Mrs. Woodsworth,
she knows my middle name.
If only I had a real friend.
I am sick of seeing her old,
pale body.
Although it resembles mine.

The kids at school laugh.
Is it the way I dress?
Ralph Lauren,
La Tigre.
I’ve tried every designer out there.
Staying in the house really saves me money.
My stupid rich parents give me $50 a week for lunch.
$50 times 36 weeks …
what is that?
I should probably know.
Straight A’s 12 years in a row
and counting.

With all of this,
or none of this –
it depends how you look at it –
all I need is a friend.

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kaylinmae said...
on Apr. 2 2019 at 12:30 pm
kaylinmae, Jay, Maine
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This is great you are a really good poet and great job!

on Jan. 17 2019 at 9:36 am
ILoveFortniteSoMuch, Sana'a, Other
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i love fortnite its better than anime adn Naruto

Lclen said...
on Nov. 29 2018 at 1:45 pm
Lclen, Warwick, Rhode Island
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this is beyond beautiful . well done !

kmagic BRONZE said...
on Oct. 31 2018 at 11:08 am
kmagic BRONZE, Denver, Colorado
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While I may not be able to relate on a whole level, this really hit my heart, because it was as if you were simply talking, which is the best way to express yourself. Please do keep writing! This was beautiful.

ginger said...
on Sep. 20 2018 at 12:00 pm
ginger, Springboro, Pennsylvania
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wow thats really good keep up the goodd work

on Sep. 20 2018 at 10:44 am
rachelorozco13, Houston, Texas
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Thanks for sharing. :)

on Feb. 21 2018 at 12:03 pm
Funderburk BRONZE, Apex, North Carolina
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that's some gucci Naruto fan art my dude good work on the poem too

on Feb. 8 2018 at 7:33 pm
caleigh911117 BRONZE, Chicago, Illinois
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I really relate to this and I hope you continue to right it could take you places and you can meet people like us

on Jan. 15 2018 at 3:55 pm
Sofia_Gonz07 GOLD, San Marcos, CA, California
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I loved this. Thank you for sharing :)

on Jan. 3 2018 at 2:47 pm
Elizabeth2001 BRONZE, Durand, Michigan
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Favorite Quote:
“Your hardest times often lead to the greatest moments of your life. Keep going. Tough situations build strong people in the end.”

This shows that money can't buy everything and even if you have money you don't have everything. Really great job.

K.B... said...
on Dec. 14 2017 at 11:55 am
K.B..., Lynn, Massachusetts
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nice job love it.

Wow,I love this so much and it's relateable. Beautiful writing :)

Fantastic poem,very nice

on Oct. 19 2017 at 3:17 pm
lanarockss BRONZE, Monticello, Illinois
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and i just realized this was almost ten years ago, wow

on Oct. 19 2017 at 3:16 pm
lanarockss BRONZE, Monticello, Illinois
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oh this is good. i could use a friend also lol. but good job, it's unique!

lovemaria said...
on Sep. 18 2017 at 1:45 pm
lovemaria, Toledo, Ohio
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omg i love it is soo cute

on May. 25 2017 at 4:47 pm
Just.Another.Girl SILVER, West Plains, Missouri
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Favorite Quote:
Why fit in when you were born to stand out? -Dr.Seuss

Great poem! I can relate to the body image and reading many MANY books a day! I think that if we ever meet we could be very good friends! That is of course if we could put down our books for long enough! :) Keep up the great writing!

on Apr. 26 2017 at 7:39 am
Labyrinthescaper PLATINUM, Harare, Other
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Favorite Quote:
Preach to broken hearts and you will never lack an audience

Wow,I love this so much and it's relateable. Beautiful writing :)

on Nov. 23 2016 at 3:53 pm
socialkaysualty PLATINUM, Dover, Delaware
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Favorite Quote:
Let us go then, you and I,
When the evening is spread out against the sky
Like a patient etherized upon a table;
Let us go, through certain half-deserted streets,
The muttering retreats
Of restless nights in one-night cheap hotels
And sawdust restaurants with oyster-shells:
Streets that follow like a tedious argument
Of insidious intent
To lead you to an overwhelming question ...
Oh, do not ask, “What is it?”
Let us go and make our visit.

In the room the women come and go
Talking of Michelangelo.

The yellow fog that rubs its back upon the window-panes,
The yellow smoke that rubs its muzzle on the window-panes,
Licked its tongue into the corners of the evening,
Lingered upon the pools that stand in drains,
Let fall upon its back the soot that falls from chimneys,
Slipped by the terrace, made a sudden leap,
And seeing that it was a soft October night,
Curled once about the house, and fell asleep.

And indeed there will be time
For the yellow smoke that slides along the street,
Rubbing its back upon the window-panes;
There will be time, there will be time
To prepare a face to meet the faces that you meet;
There will be time to murder and create,
And time for all the works and days of hands
That lift and drop a question on your plate;
Time for you and time for me,
And time yet for a hundred indecisions,
And for a hundred visions and revisions,
Before the taking of a toast and tea.

In the room the women come and go
Talking of Michelangelo.

And indeed there will be time
To wonder, “Do I dare?” and, “Do I dare?”
Time to turn back and descend the stair,
With a bald spot in the middle of my hair —
(They will say: “How his hair is growing thin!”)
My morning coat, my collar mounting firmly to the chin,
My necktie rich and modest, but asserted by a simple pin —
(They will say: “But how his arms and legs are thin!”)
Do I dare
Disturb the universe?
In a minute there is time
For decisions and revisions which a minute will reverse.

For I have known them all already, known them all:
Have known the evenings, mornings, afternoons,
I have measured out my life with coffee spoons;
I know the voices dying with a dying fall
Beneath the music from a farther room.

So how should I presume?

And I have known the eyes already, known them all—
The eyes that fix you in a formulated phrase,
And when I am formulated, sprawling on a pin,
When I am pinned and wriggling on the wall,
Then how should I begin
To spit out all the butt-ends of my days and ways?

And how should I presume?

And I have known the arms already, known them all—
Arms that are braceleted and white and bare
(But in the lamplight, downed with light brown hair!)
Is it perfume from a dress
That makes me so digress?
Arms that lie along a table, or wrap about a shawl.

And should I then presume?

And how should I begin?

Shall I say, I have gone at dusk through narrow streets
And watched the smoke that rises from the pipes
Of lonely men in shirt-sleeves, leaning out of windows? ...

I should have been a pair of ragged claws
Scuttling across the floors of silent seas.

And the afternoon, the evening, sleeps so peacefully!
Smoothed by long fingers,
Asleep ... tired ... or it malingers,
Stretched on the floor, here beside you and me.
Should I, after tea and cakes and ices,
Have the strength to force the moment to its crisis?
But though I have wept and fasted, wept and prayed,
Though I have seen my head (grown slightly bald) brought in upon a platter,
I am no prophet — and here’s no great matter;
I have seen the moment of my greatness flicker,
And I have seen the eternal Footman hold my coat, and snicker,
And in short, I was afraid.

And would it have been worth it, after all,
After the cups, the marmalade, the tea,
Among the porcelain, among some talk of you and me,
Would it have been worth while,
To have bitten off the matter with a smile,
To have squeezed the universe into a ball
To roll it towards some overwhelming question,
To say: “I am Lazarus, come from the dead,
Come back to tell you all, I shall tell you all”—
If one, settling a pillow by her head

Should say: “That is not what I meant at all;

That is not it, at all.”

And would it have been worth it, after all,
Would it have been worth while,
After the sunsets and the dooryards and the sprinkled streets,
After the novels, after the teacups, after the skirts that trail along the floor—
And this, and so much more?—
It is impossible to say just what I mean!
But as if a magic lantern threw the nerves in patterns on a screen:
Would it have been worth while
If one, settling a pillow or throwing off a shawl,
And turning toward the window, should say:

“That is not it at all,

That is not what I meant, at all.”

No! I am not Prince Hamlet, nor was meant to be;
Am an attendant lord, one that will do
To swell a progress, start a scene or two,
Advise the prince; no doubt, an easy tool,
Deferential, glad to be of use,
Politic, cautious, and meticulous;
Full of high sentence, but a bit obtuse;
At times, indeed, almost ridiculous—
Almost, at times, the Fool.

I grow old ... I grow old ...
I shall wear the bottoms of my trousers rolled.

Shall I part my hair behind? Do I dare to eat a peach?
I shall wear white flannel trousers, and walk upon the beach.
I have heard the mermaids singing, each to each.

I do not think that they will sing to me.

I have seen them riding seaward on the waves
Combing the white hair of the waves blown back
When the wind blows the water white and black.
We have lingered in the chambers of the sea
By sea-girls wreathed with seaweed red and brown
Till human voices wake us, and we drown.

this isn't a competition sweetie.

on Sep. 15 2016 at 6:16 pm
KittyKat1201 SILVER, Hoschton, Georgia
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Favorite Quote:
"Live life like you own it"

Wow hay qua vay!!!! Em thiet la thich thu viet nay cua Anh Ryan do nha! ♥♥♥