I don’t care much if I have no friend at all. What’s the point of keeping friends that only with you when you are on a cloud nine? I need those who can cry with me—laugh with me… is that too much to ask for? So I am a little bit outspoken (some might call me eccentric though…) like I care! But that doesn’t mean I don’t have heart at all. Yes, I do care—in fact—I care much when peoples are talking behind me.
I don’t have someone to call ‘a true friend’.
I don’t have any.
And if I do—
(Like always…)
They do have something beneath it—like some sort of mission to accomplish—owwhhh pleaseee… (to be honest, I’m getting sick of it…) up to a point, where I retrieve my belief over this so called ‘true friendship’. I think friendship and me is a ‘sucks’ relationship. I hope I will not get involve in it anymore!~
“a betrayal” would be too harsh words for this species.
I rather call them—a traitor.
Sounds good-huh?
Again—
Like I always said….
Like I care…
I don’t have someone to call ‘a true friend’.
I don’t have any.
And if I do—
(Like always…)
They do have something beneath it—like some sort of mission to accomplish—owwhhh pleaseee… (to be honest, I’m getting sick of it…) up to a point, where I retrieve my belief over this so called ‘true friendship’. I think friendship and me is a ‘sucks’ relationship. I hope I will not get involve in it anymore!~
“a betrayal” would be too harsh words for this species.
I rather call them—a traitor.
Sounds good-huh?
Again—
Like I always said….
Like I care…
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