You think they're always there for you Then they STAB you in the back You know there's nothing you can do To keep yourself on track
You feel like you're all alone To face this terrible world They keep you out of their little zone Emotions- spun and swirled
You sit on your bed and think Tears running down your cheeks Your face is flushed, the color pink Nobody's called in weeks
You look away as they stare at you That's how the story ends You know you cannot renew A relationship, with your ex-friends
It needed to be 18 lines or less sweatdrop what do you think?
Absinthe and Petrichor · Tue Mar 21, 2006 @ 02:10am · 2 Comments |