The friends I have lost, never will I regain.
The time I spent on "friends" seems all too lame.
Is it a game? To them, friendship is a game.
Something they abandon when they don't maintain.
I'm spent from falsly acclaimed companionship.
Can't believe I endured even to this extent.
I refuse to abuse the right to be used.
I'll live alone in life if I have to be bruised.
Keep to myself, although I'm not one of them.
Done with them, I'll march onward in front of them.
Blunt sins, I'm imperfect like everyone else.
I don't need any friends. I'll stay by myself.
 Chahklat · Mon Jun 07, 2010 @ 04:50am · 0 Comments |
