i'm tired of people asking me how many friends do i have
i'm always at loss for words
i truly cannot tell anymore what is my perception on truth is
at a point where i stand now, i truly can't recall
when was the last time i had an ally i could trust?
some people are good and they don't need to be labelled
while the bad ones always got themselves a tag
for me it used to be an honor to have many friends
but right now i truly feel alive
paradox my situation is
where i feel good to be as a single fish in the lake
i won't have any predators to worry about and will face natural death
i don't have someone who could befriend me and poison my brain
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May 31, 2026 at 11:46 AM UTC
i'm tired of people asking me how many friends do i have
i'm always at loss for words
i truly cannot tell anymore what is my perception on truth is
at a point where i stand now, i truly can't recall
when was the last time i had an ally i could trust?
some people are good and they don't need to be labelled
while the bad ones always got themselves a tag
for me it used to be an honor to have many friends
but right now i truly feel alive
paradox my situation is
where i feel good to be as a single fish in the lake
i won't have any predators to worry about and will face natural death
i don't have someone who could befriend me and poison my brain
This poem was written on November 3, 2025; 4:59pm and is part of "Ashes of Us: The Haunted Chapter".
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