He is my friend, a close friend,
A friend who is always there whenever I need...
They're all talkin
commentin about u...
Broken pieces of a watch that never told time
Remind me of the days when time stood still...
We are very close to each other
She treats me like her sister...
Like you ever really cared about our friend ship
you were just a pretender and i faker...
Alone is what I am.
Being forgotten is what I sense...
This poem i write is filled with hurt,
My heart is broken and ripped like shirts...
Who are you?
And whered you go...
Someone i cared about just dissapeared.. -mellyboo
painful feelings i cant avoid...
Are there any real friends left out there?
Any of them at all...
We used to talk everyday,
Now I just have something to say...
Going through the motions,
Of yet another day...