I am surrounded
But not companied
I can shout
But will anyone hear me out ?
I see eyes But no pupils
ears But no stirrups
Minds but no intends
May I ask ,where are my friends ?
Far I am from those who might care
And ya! busy they are ,or it's just my fear
Sure I am of one
Because when it comes to me she is quite -stubborn
A call I must give to her
Or else ,I might lose my wings to flutter !
Memories will last ,even when it all ends
May I ask ,where the hell are my friends ?
Call I did and it went well
Now I don't care,FUCK they go to hell!
But thank I should to all of them
For showing me how cruel the WORLD have become !!
Children we were when we came to this city
It took everything everything from our vicinity!!
I hate this city I am not gonna pretend
Is it too much to ask to be with my actual friend
Our friendship it's complicated and hard to spell
But take my words for it is pure as hell !
Do you understand cliches?
Neither did I until it happened with me and part of my !
We had all the same plots but the story was ours
so we took it and played your parts
I will lie down if life tells me to bend
But just let me say with my best friend
As selfish as it may sound
But isn't that what we do this Pan-day-round ?
The world is on the brink of extinction
As of that I must continue on with my preparation
Should we be alive
I want you to make sure we see it side by side
The last line is hard and intense and so is for who comprehends
I want my life to start ,proceed , and end for friends !!
YOU ARE READING
F.R.I.E.N.D.S
PoetryIt's a poem I wrote when I was in a foreign city and my friends they all had turned their backs on me only my best friend was with me ! So I give her a call and then let everything out !
