-You might consider to possibly entertain such thoughts of true virtue.
-Why do I stand by?
-Just lend the most minuscule of time, to explore this notion.
-Don’t you hear?
-Is it so hard to cause your conscience the slightest commotion?
-You think you’re not getting enough pay
to entertain that thought,
but it’s what I ask every day.
-I’ll ask it again for you, my so-called brother or sister.
-My voice elevated this time.
-Don’t mistake it as anger.
-Why as the times go by
does my face fade to a stranger?
-What is our friendship for?
-Why in the world do I
-Come on friend.
-It’s taking you too long to simply…
-You think you’re the ultimate kin, don’t you?
-Isn’t that what you say?
-Then, convince me why.
no ample comradery
to look me in my eye?
-Do I chuckle as your answer amuses me?
-Did you mistake that with what’s really a cry?
-I thought I heard a
mouth infested with rotten worms say, “You know I got your back anytime, bro”.
-Love is actions and never words.
-Don’t speak before knowing where your heart lies.
-I was your friend no matter your ethnicity.
-And, still i stand by.
-The man and women in your mirror looks puzzled.
-Do you know
I’m speaking to you yet?
-Well, I’ll break it down for viper sensors to grasp.
-My heart to be yours is what I’ll bet.
-It is me that reminds you
I’m the soul blamed for why you forget.
-But, I stand by
with no regret.
-Go ahead and credit them.
The ones that posses the, “I’m sorry for your troubles”,
and the,“I’m always here for you’s”
and the “I’ll pray for you’s.”
-Their motivation is nothing
-Is that what they feed you in the trials of your troubled days?
-Tell me now.
-Was that not love to take the time to actually show you the unpleasant,
but just, ways?
-I willingly hauled your anger, depression, sorrow, and you, still,
gave me gave no praise.
-I stole time not possessed for late night e-mails and groggy phone calls.
-I’d help to try and guide you through any maze.
-I desired no reward though for my actions.
Instead, I let just off an exhausted… “siiigh”.
-As you laugh, our lives drift into a dark abyss and years fade sleekly.
-Why don’t you cancel on them all the time
and ignore their advice that they provide
for your soul to be freed?
-A real friend can’t be given, sold, or bought.
-Will they be there in old age when your bones began to dissolve
and your skin begins to becomes un-taut?
-I think not.
-But, you knew that before I told you.
-You know why
they wont stand by,
not like I.
-I judge our friendship not
by the harvest, but by the seed.
-But, what did u do instead?
-“My friend”, you traded our time for selfish and pointless deed.
-My sisters of another mother did it for men full of tricks.
-Must be some kind joke to submit to wills, so sick.
-Any excuse to not become just and clean your trash;
your lies are oil slicks.
-You did not
even think to notify
me wit a simple call or message.
-Something doesn’t click.
-And, I am beyond understanding.
-I know of life’s mishaps and how fate goes.
-But, you insult intelligence when something to comes up like 6/7 times in a row.
-You deny me the right to display anger for obvious crimes?
-Oh how I could tell you your brutal
punishment, but I’d rather let the times.
-Until the day you find out why…I still stand by.
-Stop telling me I’m making a big deal of nothing.
-I’m not grumpy, bitter, or lonely.
-You counter from conviction with a lie!
-I see my effort is futile.
-Why do I even try?
-Go partake in your unworthy
agenda without hesitation.
-Don’t even disgrace me with “goodbye”.
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