People

I've met and stayed,

With too many people,

That of the Art of being,

Not only they don't knew,

But not even of high arts,

And I'll search again,

For my Future,

To find over the arts,

New people and new Toughts,

For the me,

The me of tomorrow.

I don't need friends,

as much as to have friends,

because friends are not a number,

but someone you truly care,

and want to be happy with.

I don't need a girlfriend too,

As this as much for her being,

since one shall find a speaking mirror,

instead of a piece of meat,

or a self portrait,

of a blank self that stay still.