Fighting a battle of emotions
Making my way through all this commotion
Often wondering in the busy streets
Trying to catch up
with friends who wouldn’t meet
Letting go of them seems just the thing
For they will and will never understand a thing
On they get going, without any remorse of leaving
Only know the art of taking and not giving
I am better alone than waiting for such friends
Who change as fast as the latest trends
For my friendship is offered once only
If you throw it away, it’s you who’ll be lonely
Regret you will, but too late it will be
For when you turn to find me
Nowhere, shall I be.
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