Times when innocence I've trad'd for company

I seem to be what I'm not, you see.

-The Platters

What he had always meant

He was by no means soft-spoken. He was sociable and popular in a crowd but sometimes, he felt a little insecure, and nervous, but he always found himself, and maybe even lost himself in the excitement of the situation.

Under the surface however, he felt that his preference was for the companionship of close friends.

Not so Cool After all

It seems that the popular guys at school ain't so friendly out of it. They need their groupies. They break into cold sweat when people stop fawning over them. When being in the rugby first team or having the balls to talk back to a teacher no longer get them attention, but friendliness and a measure of conversation skills are called for, they shrink back and huddle with each other. Afraid to go out of their comfort zone.

Kiwi!

If this bird is a Buddhist, he has most certainly achieved Nirvana.

Sing this summer serenade,
The past is done, we've been betrayed.
Some might say the truth will out,
But I believe without a doubt,
In you.

We sat and watched the sun go down,
Then picked a star before we lost,
The moon.
Youth is wasted on the young,
Before you know it's come and gone,
Too soon.

You were there for summer dreaming,
And you are a friend indeed.
And I hope you find your freedom,
For eternity.

-Robbie Williams