'' I'm Off In A New Direction '' Poem by Bri Mar

I don't hate you nor do you hate me,
On this at least we can agree,
Why do we need the world to see?
The reasons for this lack of affection.

Human nature does dictate,
Similarities between love and hate,
Though these feelings we cannot abate,
From both we do need protection.

Why do we call a spade a spade?
When a shovel would also make the grade,
Perhaps a scoop would join the parade,
It may well evade detection.

I don't require support from others,
The actual facts I find this smothers,
I much prefer the right of druthers,
I prefer my own selection.

With you I have no axe to grind,
Arguments can be so unrefined
Sometimes to the truth some can be blind,
We can't all reach perfection.

Let's agree to differ and give it a rest,
A simple but a sane request,
To stop the rot I'll do my best,
Let's put on a different complexion.

The final words have now been spoken,
Friendships can and do get broken,
This is written as a token,

‘' I'm Off, In A New Direction ‘'