For Their Sake

The future is not written in stone,
Allowing change to reveal itself.
If there is one certainty we can
Fathom is the continuation of time.

Despite drastic changes, inner strength
Resides within, a glowing ball of fire.
I wear my smug arrogance not with
Shame, but with the protection in mind.

My shell has become hardened, stiff
As I gaze upon phantoms of my past.
Why do I keep them at arm's length when
I used to greet them with an embrace?

After all this time, undoubtedly I still
Have so much to learn in my journey.
They were once my comrades, sweet
Friends for the length of three years.

I yearn to break free from this rigid
Mind frame that I've now possessed.
Instead I regard them as frenemies
As they banished me from their circle.

Perhaps I shall form an alliance with
Time, thus allowing me to flourish.
Hopefully in due time all of them will
Recognise the girl they once knew.

They've been longing to catch a glimpse
Of this familiar person who charmed them.
I pray for a miracle to be that woman again
In order to relearn how to trust and love.

A/N: I think it was partly my fault that I lost my friends a few months ago by the end of last year. Hopefully I can return to the woman that they recognise. Reviews are most appreciated!