They are my sisters, indeed.
That's when I do the deed
But when I'm the one who's in need
Every single one of them just hid
I am a shoulder to cry on
A hand to hold on
But when I was broke, sad, stressed, and so on
They just let the pain forge on
We'll stay together til' we die
It was a complete lie
They left when it's about sadness and sigh
They don't even bid a goodbye
I wonder why people pretend?
That they will be by your side till the end
But left you hanging as if they didn't intend
Acting as we have never become friends
I still haven't figure out the difference between fake and real
But I hope to trust you will be the greatest deal
Because I treated you as my real friend, I hope you feel
Coz' I don't want another fake friend, whose smile can kill.
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Inner Thoughts
PoetryThis is not just a compilation of poems, prose, monologues and one shot stories, but it is a piece of my heart. Every word, every sentence, and every story in this book has been beautifully assembled over time, with love and care. This is a book fil...
