Soul Angel
Feb 3rd, 2002, 02:00 PM
Do I have friends
and do friends really exist?
I so often think about this question as it haunts my mind
I'm so often let down
thoughs who you thought were friends turn out to be not
As my so called friends disappear I start to fade away
I can't trust no one to the full and I keep to myself
I have only me to fall onto when times of need and help come
I can't relie on others
only to be let down
Its for the best so I can't be hurt again
Though back in my mind it says there is still hope
That hope will soon start to fade away as so shall I
No one will know me and I won't know them
But I'll see them as they suffer from their loss of friendship
I'll will not be hurt by this as my blood in my veins turn black and my heart turns to stone
You'll soon see the truth
The truth of what the word friend means
You'll see!
(Not sure if that was really much of a poem or what?)
and do friends really exist?
I so often think about this question as it haunts my mind
I'm so often let down
thoughs who you thought were friends turn out to be not
As my so called friends disappear I start to fade away
I can't trust no one to the full and I keep to myself
I have only me to fall onto when times of need and help come
I can't relie on others
only to be let down
Its for the best so I can't be hurt again
Though back in my mind it says there is still hope
That hope will soon start to fade away as so shall I
No one will know me and I won't know them
But I'll see them as they suffer from their loss of friendship
I'll will not be hurt by this as my blood in my veins turn black and my heart turns to stone
You'll soon see the truth
The truth of what the word friend means
You'll see!
(Not sure if that was really much of a poem or what?)