Said you want to be my friend and nothing else
My friend, seen my pain, a friend, you prescribed it helps
A friend not a fiend I held at that!
What's a friend who calls in need? A friend perhaps
But where are friends when I'm in need? What are friends in deed
How you come when I've endured, you're made from manure
When I finally check the score we ain't friends no more
Be my friend? You want to be the first at my end...
To be my friend, it should never depend
How many friends are only friends, what's something else?
Was more or less to make me rage, is the hope you held
Now that I think of it, it's stuff... I'm glad we've settled
I would've thought you were down but you seemed a bit desperate
Mean why you wanna be around but your mug just says it
I won't wine, I've got spirit
I got friends, aplenty!
It all ends, I can't please
So what that means, you want to be friends
Only to be enemies?
- Author: June Winter (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: June 9th, 2022 08:22
- Category: Reflection
- Views: 12
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