Why bother with family and friends
No seriously think about it
You're going to die anyway
So what's the point in having
Short lived companions that only cause pain
Yes you have the good times
But so does everyone else
So why is it special and cherished
When love is handed out freely
We are so selfish
The only reason we make friends
Is to get gratification
And to be amused
To flatter ourselves
It's a competition to see who can gain the most
So we can pat ourselves on the back each day
But we are all in the same position
So it seems normal and natural
But sometimes you lose the people
You know the ones who gratify you
And compliment you
And unfortunately your companion  ranking
Goes down and the fight to boost egos slows down
What an awful shame
It can hurt lots when someone doesn't sing your praises
Poor you
But if you gossip and berate, your ex ego booster
You could gain more followers
How exciting!!!!!
Even though that means your following someone as well
**** they could be ahead of you in the friends factor
And it could be all your fault and you could make yourself lose
What a pitiful grotesque shame
Your popularity

Who you are
What you wish
Of a fallen star