Best Friends
 

Dit is een gedicht van vorig jaar. Ik schrijf ze altijd op in een schriftje, ik kwam hem tegen..

You don't have to say,
That my words are being cast away.
I'm not blind, you stupid fool,
I'm not blind, and not so cool.
So you can puke me out of your head,
Maybe then you'll turn braindead
Like all the other people you see,
Yes, You could be like them; an ignorant wannabe

I can't stop feeling alone
When your words are hard as stone

Drowning our sorrows in a laughter sea,
Best Friends are what we were used to be,
But I guess not all the friends will stay,
And memories about you and me will fade away,
An existens in only dreams to feel,
Wish our friendship still was real.

[Dit bericht is aangepast door Hobbez (28-08-2001).]