A friend I once thought to be true
Turned out to be unreliable and crude
Someone who provided a sense of false hope
But ended up taking me on a downhill slop
I guess I shouldn’t be surprised
Most people are taken on a ride
And we’re told a false right
When we’re losing what makes us bright
It’s part of life
It occurs every day until we see that final light
And some people will cover the windows and make you think it’s night
And they will make you believe they are right
Ultimately we are forced to find out who is a true friend
One who will be there until the end
Ones who will help our broken hearts mend
And be there, despite our disagreements, to hold our hands.
Jan 26, 2016
Jan 26, 2016 at 8:42 PM UTC
A friend I once thought to be true
Turned out to be unreliable and crude
Someone who provided a sense of false hope
But ended up taking me on a downhill slop
I guess I shouldn’t be surprised
Most people are taken on a ride
And we’re told a false right
When we’re losing what makes us bright
It’s part of life
It occurs every day until we see that final light
And some people will cover the windows and make you think it’s night
And they will make you believe they are right
Ultimately we are forced to find out who is a true friend
One who will be there until the end
Ones who will help our broken hearts mend
And be there, despite our disagreements, to hold our hands.
