Ive always been a good friend. I know it. Ive been loyal, supportive, and positive to everyone I called a friend. One friend even told me, youre the nicest person I know. I did it to be friendly and nice. I wasnt looking for a free meal, beer, or anything to gain. I used to give rides, help with jobs, bring people together. That was long ago. None of it was reciprocated. Now im a bruised dick. I mean im still nice and cordial, but ive been hurt, used and let down too many times to ignore it and take it anymore. Friends taking something, expecting something, not supporting my endeavors. The friends I had, looked towards others of more popular social status to be friends with, to respect, and admire, even though these people werent and never will be friends. I was there all along. Now im gone. Now ive grown apart and out grown them all. Not boasting. I miss the times weve had and the haunts we hung out at. There was no greater community than that I realize. Im off in my own independent big world seeing all different types of people ive never known, and would never know sitting in the same circle. Two things ive learned about this. 1. True friends would stick around through the years. 2. its next to impossible to enter the circle of the new people I meet. The friends I had would listen to the same song over and over. That has its place. Theres too much good music out there for me though.