Whats the point of friends,
when they stab you in the back
Whats the point of walking with them
when they talk about you behind your back
Whats the point of telling them secrets
when they are meant to STAY secret
Whats the point of love and hate
when your friend just brags about themselves
Whats the point of friends
when they act so disrespectably
When they sit infront of you
And say ****
With another friend of yours
And you hear them
Over your music
And they just carry on
Not caring how you feel
Not At All
Whats the point of them
I hate her so much
I wish she would have just kept it to herself
I wish she wouldnt try to say that its a lie
When she is right in front of you
Lieing her head off
That is why...
MY BEST FRIEND IS A *****
