What Are Friends?
What are friends supposed to be?
How do we know they care?
The thing is we dont
They can play us
And make it seem like they care
They can possibly
Actually care about us
They can use us
And leave feeling no regrent for what they did
No one knows for sure what a real friend is
You'll be lucky if sometime
In this lifetime you can say you have a true friend
And have it be true
We all feel close at one point in time
But we slowly drift apart
And become different people
A true friend may never come
But who am I to say what will happen?
I'm just a mere mortal
Nothing special about me
So will the heavens please....
Let some good person walk into my life
And not screw me over..
