Treasure Island

DAVID werts

(United States)

Are You My True Friend?


You talk to me once in a while
I want to bask in your smile,

you say your here for me if I need
I'm here for you yes indeed,

only talk once in a blue moon
hope I can talk to you soon,

miss hanging out and stuff like that
now we are apart in a real fact,

no one is here to say its ok
on Facebook with nothing to say,

lonely, depressed is me
I guess I'll be lonely for a eternity,

friends come and go like the seasons
some friends will not talk for any reasons,

you say you want to be friends with me
show my now and talk to me it's free,

are you my true friend?

Submitted: Tuesday, July 23, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, July 24, 2013
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