friends
friends listen on youtube or here my heart is not beating much, but i can hear it condemning me where do I start from when all my friends are gone? i can only trust the dead because they can't harm me anymore at the peak of loneliness, I ask myself, how am I loved? what is it, and which version should I trust they all give me the same feelings, but the end is always disappointing from the closest of them all to the furthest it starts out with ordinary trust, then it changes gears midway betrayal seems like the order of life; it seems like there's a conflict of interest every day seems like the last as I got old, I never learned, in life, there's a different lesson every day Hope is a killer for a shallow soul adored as a wealth mine for the greedy I might be a fringe to be served on someone's plate for an anniversary... I've made it this far I've been living the moments since my arrival, to say hello, I've got to go back to the land I have wandered off fro...