Friends love

Sick of being single,
sick of being fukd around.
sometimes i hate my life,
i wish i could dround.

but that isn't possible,
not much is.
and if it was then,
i wouldn't be like this.

i hate it when you love someone,
and they dont love you.
they love your best friend,
so theres not much you can do.

i should just grab a gun,
place it near my head.
my friend would be happy,
because i am now dead.

she will be happy,
and i will be to.
because her happiness is worth,
more than mine and any of you.