Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Nov 2017
Friends say one thing
And mean the other
It don't matter the size or the color
Ask em for help they look the other
Way cuz they can't face
What you really gotta say
Hit em with simple paragraphs
Lookin' 4 reasoning
But I show em them the graphs
Mentally they'll be in captivity
When comes to near vicinity
Say they right there
Peep around my shoulder
Left to right but no
Ones there so I stare
Into the celestrials
Hoping for a blessing
Cuz friends guised as enemies
And they be stressing
You with their problems
Show em your problems
And they'll become a deaf mute



Friends only circle
When you got ends
Wither it's a hoopty or a benz
Can't find one
Who I can depend
On
Cuz in the end
You'll be your only friend
Followin' trends
Say they down to the very end
Star witnesses to
Their own tragedy
But yours is pretend
Souls dwellin'
Barely makin' dividends
Cuz in the end divisions
From friends
Is so foul that's how they
Really livin'
Tell em the truth now
They act like they
Can't comprehend
So then again
why waste time
Chasing friendz
Cuz in the end
You'll see Where the road bends
Bloodline of King Yashayah
Written by
Bloodline of King Yashayah  26/M/Hell on Earth Since Birth
(26/M/Hell on Earth Since Birth)   
162
 
Please log in to view and add comments on poems