Theres always that friend
You make before you know you have to go
You don't talk to for forever
And boom
You get blindsided by this feeling
This feeling of loss
You've become so used to going
That you never stop
To realize you miss those people
You knew for a month
You want to connect again
But you don't know how
They haven't been active on Hangouts for months
You find them on Facebook and hope its them
You send them a message and hope they see
You just want to reconnect
I'm only human you see
Even if it was a month or 2
I still felt something for you
I thank you for getting me into poetry
No matter how horrible I am
Because it turns out
Thats how I found you
Now I write this
Not planned or even coherent
Just so happy I found you

I would like to say
That well, I'm bored
Really I should be quite gay
Heck I'm playing as a Nord!

Thing with this game is its quite large
You can swing a sword or fry an Orc
You can hop a barge to places unknown (Solstheim)
Only to fight a bunch of cultists. (Didn't rhyme but I got some serious beef with those guys)

So by now you should know what I'm playing
What else could it be but the best game around
If you don't you should be praying
Because its Skyrim you friggin hound!

I would like to start off by saying
That I really do ****
I **** not at life
Well, I mean that too
What I mean when I say I ****
Well, its truly a story
One fraught with peril and danger...
Not really.
I mean I ****
Nothing else to say about it..
Except I haven't told my mom
Now you might be wondering what I mean
When I say that redundant word
I say I ****, well because I do.
In what way you can interpret as you wish  
At least that is until I tell you what I mean
Ok you say, you want to know
I mean, come on now
You can sit there an jeer
But I'd like to say that I'm quite queer

Who am I?
Who is this person I see in the mirror?
I don't know.
Much has happened since I met this Person.
Good, bad, and everything in between.
Now, I don't know who this is.
All the hiding, all the pretending.
All for naught as I have lost my true self.
Who am I?