Forcing laughter, faking smiles,
Making excuses, inventing lies.
Eyes never make contact,
Releases friends that were intact.
Misjudgements and tale bearing,
Hurts the friends who were so caring.
Envy, hatred and despise,
3 things that made the last goodbyes.
It is hard to forget close friends,
Who unreasonably wants your friendship to end.
It is hard to forget how they made you feel like a mere dust,
That will eventually lead to a broken trust.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Broken trust, good. I invite you to read my poems and comment.