Treasure Island

semeen mahbub


People Tell Me.....


People tell me you hate me
That you want me out of your life
Well they can go on tell me all they want
I know you wouldn't backstab me like a knife

People tell me that you think I'm annoying
That you want me out of your sight
Well they can go on and keep talking
Our friendship is like the beautiful sunlight

People tell me you just use me
That you don't care about what I think
They can keep telling me that
I know that our friendship will never sink

People keep telling me
People keep lying
And they can keep gossiping
I know our close friendship won't be dying

Submitted: Monday, December 10, 2012

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