They are my sisters, indeed.
That's when I do the deed
But when I'm the one who's in need
Every single one of them just hidI am a shoulder to cry on
A hand to hold on
But when I was broke, sad, stressed, and so on
They just let the pain forge onWe'll stay together til' we die
It was a complete lie
They left when it's about sadness and sigh
They don't even bid a goodbyeI wonder why people pretend?
That they will be by your side till the end
But left you hanging as if they didn't intend
Acting as we have never become friendsI still haven't figure out the difference between fake and real
But I hope to trust you will be the greatest deal
Because I treated you as my real friend, I hope you feel
Coz' I don't want another fake friend, whose smile can kill.
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Inner Thoughts
PoetryThis is not just a compilation of poems, prose, monologues and one shot stories, but it is a piece of my heart. Every word, every sentence, and every story in this book has been beautifully assembled over time, with love and care. This is a book fil...