Tuesday, June 21, 2011
Friends are people that you think are your friends
But they're really your enemies, with secret identities
and disguises, to hide they're true colors
So just when you think you're close enough to be brothers
they wanna come back and cut your throat when you ain't looking
people come and go, leaving scars and footprint in our life.
There are people that we're glad that we met and there are people we wished we had never met.
12:57 AM
