Who can you really trust
how do you know when it's love not lust
when do you know to let your guard down
or when its time to suppress your frown
what do you do when your all alone
were do you go to escape the dull drone
of life and everything in it
who do you turn to when your "best friend" walks out
how can you suppress your rage n not shout
when is it time to let it all go
and forget every friend that is now your foe
what does it feel like not to be deceived
were do you hide to fix your wounds a grieve
when no one will leave you alone
maybe its time to find out whats mine
stand alone and throw away my phone
i don't need anyone no more
I'd rather be alone and poor
then deal with this drama I'm in everyday
one day i hope you all will pay
"who do you turn to when your best friend walks out"
yeah that's what I'm trying to figure out
she's the one I'd turn to when something as traumatic as her deserting me happened.
good poem
keep writing, I like your style