Friends are suppose to be your everything
The reason you wake up in the morning
Even when all you want to do is sleep
Sometimes because you drank until 1am
Or because you simply don't want to wake up
But sometimes, those friends change
They become Lucifer all in one
Different faces, different souls, different minds
They say they want the best for you
But all they want is for you to die
To die sad, lonely and vulnerable
They want power over you
To control your mind and spirit
Tell you that it's all your fault
They laugh at you and your stupidity
You know what? They're not real
It's all in your head
In fact, they aren't even your friends
Because you know what?
They were never really there
YOU ARE READING
Deep Talk
PoetryThis "book" will have many poems about how I feel or how others may feel about certain things. Happy and sad things.
