My so called friends.

For all the moments I waste
Sitting in a space
Filled with my so called friends.

I try to talk
And even walk
With all of my real friends.

They push me down
Shove me to the ground
And suffocate me with themselves.

My real friends
Left me there
To mingle and mend
With all of my so called friends.

They did it on purpose
To see what I’d do,
But I love them to much
To have this done too.

I walk up to my so called friends
And say goodbye
For its time
For the friend to fly.

Now my friends
Sit with me,
Walk with me,
Talk with me,
And even call me their friend.

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