I have had friends
maybe they were fake friends
I have had best friends
Maybe they were lost friends
sometimes I think to myself
Will you be honest with yourself?
She was full of herself
He could never prepare himself
Why it's always me?
Why can't they see?
Like I'm sugar and she was a bee..
Will I be ever able to flee?
Many came but none stayed
Everyone just played
Was that how I clayed?
To have been stabbed by blade?
Now there's no hope
I'll just have to cope
I can see the blur image of rope
But what's the use of Telescope?
But I learnt a lesson
I'll have to walk alone to my destination
I'll have t change my location
Friends then become part of vacation
But who'll give me the memories?
which have greater value than salaries
Those dictionaries?
Or those anniversaries?
But I was made this way
People always left my bay
June , July or let it be May
I will always stay away
YOU ARE READING
That girl..
RandomThis actually is a collection of kind of sad poems. Not necessarily sad at times. But this actually is how some girls (might be guys as well) feel. so.. enjoy! Hope you like it. thanks.
