fakefriends
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Something we don't need
are fake friends
they talk behind your back
and smile up on your face
but you can notice one
how.? Ask them if they
would care if you died
if it takes a while to
I am not a punching bag,
Or the solvent to all your problems.
I am not your doctor, your therapist, or your medicine.
I can not keep you happy all the time,
My friends are a drug.
Each and everyone of them a pill.
They block out my reality,
And give me a high.
But thats all it is…..a high.
They don’t change my reality
Or well being.
The thing about my garden is,
When all the flowers wilt,
I cannot find the strength to
Plant new ones.
-ajh.
You cannot see the beguiling manner of those people
You, an amiable person
Them, a people of many faces
You run past the boisterous crowds
Only aiming to please
Behind the false perfection,
