A Conversation

You're now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!

You: hi

Stranger: hi

Stranger: haw are you?

Stranger: *how

You: im good, hbu?

Stranger: little bored and starving for a decent conversation.

You: ikr :/ You into literature?

Stranger: depends.

Stranger: i am into a lot of things, literature wise. is there any certain type you would like to discuss?

You: Well, I am somewhat of a poet, so preferably poetry, unless you had something else on mind to discuss

Stranger: we can do poetry

Stranger: who is your favorite poet?

You: Perhaps you'd like to see one piece of mine? If You'd like

You: And Emily Dickenson

You: (Can't spell for crap btw)

Stranger: i've been in a keats mood as of late and yes i would love to see your work

You: Is It Wrong:

You: Is it wrong
That I glance up at the clouds,
Feeling the wind through my hair,
And dream of a mystifying land
Where one can be accepted no matter what?

Is it wrong
That I choose to wear jeans down past my heels,
Baggy and ripped at the knees,
Unlike all the other boys that wear athletic
Shorts, so unscathed and clean?

Is it wrong
That I ask people about their troubles,
Sometimes doing all in my mortal power
To help them surpass the simple,
Even ones I have not defeated myself?

Is it wrong
That while the few friends I have
Dance around giddily and go to
The most extreme only to impress,
But I only hang back in silent content?

Is it wrong
That I do not laugh when others are hurt,
On their knees in blood stained mud,
And I am there with hand outstretched,
Seeming to always be there in time of need?

Is it wrong
That I do not clap, nor do I support
Ones I do not find worthy of it,
Ones who I find in my perspective to be
Quite cruel and bitterly heartless?

Is it wrong
That I choose to sit in the back,
Observe and question from a far,
And wonder why when I do speak up,
It is only taken as a leaf crying softly in the wind?

Is it wrong
That I choose to be one of a kind,
Not part of the crowd, not swimming along
In the universal current of life,
Being my own group, my own person?

They tell me that you cannot win life
Without backstabbing and betrayal along the way,
No matter who you are inside or how honest you are.

But I believe this can only be this:
The world can only be changed if someone is willing to take the steps to change it.

Stranger: i think you wrote about me

You: Ah, so you like?

Stranger: i do. it is imaginative, personal, and yet vague enough that, hell, i saw myself as the poet in this situation.

You: Ah, well thank you my friend, glad you enjoyed ^^ May I perhaps know gender and age?

Stranger: i am a male that has been forced to enure 26 years .

Stranger: the past seven haven't been entirely bad though

You: I see, I see. Well, you may be surprised to know I am also male, 13 years of age, forced to live in this pop, media crafted environment that we "humans" call Earth.. :/

Stranger: i can tell, no offense.

Stranger: alcohol and tobacco help immensely, when you are of age

You: I suppose, although, having a heavy smoker as a dad, and major alcoholic of a grandfather, I do not think there will be much of that going around me, even when I am of age.

Stranger: i guess you have a point.

You: Yes, for some try to fill the void in their life with substances, which, I do not believe is a very affective, or long lasting effort.

Stranger: oh its quite affective, just never in a good way. the effectiveness of it still remains debated.

You: Yes, they are affective for the time being, but what I mean is in the long run, I do not see much good ever really come out of it, though, that is only my opinion, and that is what it will remain.

Stranger: true.

Stranger: i should be going. its getting late.

You: Sleep well my friend, and know that when the room seems completely dark, there is always a hint of light hiding away. It will not be easy to find, but it is there, and hope for the best.

You: I bid you farewell then.

Stranger: and to you as well. i leave you with one thing.

Stranger: never stop writing.

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