I wish to have friends that are family
Not these passive people who don’t connect.
These moments when sadness supercedes simple
… momentum. Wondering why being present for others
Became too much for some, I sought advice
From my heart, a bhodi tree made of light.
How do I find good people?
Only the good will find you.
What of all those unwilling to connect with me?
Let them pass as if you were a stone in a stream.
How come ugly people have boyfriends?
Who is to say they are not suffering?
How do I know when I’m trying too hard to hold onto someone?
As soon as you try to hold on at all.