#2 Friends

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( No, this ain't the TV show :P )


Written on 26 February,2015 at 2:59 AM.


What are friends? They're just normal humans who tend to make you happy, who get to know your secrets, who always love your food more than theirs, who think about you millions of times in a day and who gradually, start counting you as family. <3


Started with friendship,
Ending with love.
Let me give you a small tip:
Just keep them above.
Above all the joys,
Above all sorrows,
Don't leave them for boys,
Don't wait for tomorrows.
Cause friends are what you have,
After your family.


But the harsh truth about life is that it has its own ways. Own ways to elate someone or to torment someone. And when it comes to tormenting, 'life' aces the exam.
One way is to provide you with fake friends. Those who are sweet when you talk to them, and bitches behind your back. Those who wish for your good but pray for your bad. Yes, even they are 'friends'. Its just that they aren't the ones you'd covet. Definitely not.


Through the noise and the smoke,
Living the city life
When you'd want someone by your side
They'll be standing there: hands on a knife.
You'll cry and scream and ask for help;
You'll run and fail and give out a yelp.
But will someone come?
To make you smile again
Will anyone bother to run?
To help you win the game?
No. No one will.

So instead of being friends with ever other person you see; learn to make choices, learn to see whats within and fill your heart with glee.


Because all 'friends' are not friends
Because most 'friends' are traitors
Don't wait to see how it ends
As most of them are craters:
That fill your life with ups and downs,
With mere let downs and lots of frowns.

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A/N: No offence to anyone, this is simply what I feel. Hope you liked it.
xoxo



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