I'm ok
except that I've been betrayed by some friends of mine..
I'm ok
except that I'm always left out somehow whenever they hang out..
I'm ok
except that they were never good to me though i'm always good to them..
I'm ok
except that they never use to call me unless they need help from me..
I'm ok
except that they were never there for me when I need them the most..
I'm ok
except that they never give time to listen my feelings whenever I feel like opening up to them..
I'm ok
except that they never care me like i do..
I'm ok
except that my left part of chest filled with sadness and hurts when I think about..
how much I've been unlucky, how much I've been suffered because of just some fake friends,
I'm ok
except that it hurts...
