'Friendship Lasts Forever.' is what people say.
I used to believe them, but not anymore.
Now I realize as time goes by that the bestest friends you've ever had are the first that you let go.
It doesn't seem fair, but nothing ever is.
Other friends are your friends so they can get free stuff from you.
That has happened to all of us and if it hasn't it will.
Even if you wish it wouldn't happen it still will happen.
People pretend to be who they aren't and when they get close to you, you will have nothing left.
Pencils, pens, CD's anything.
Be ready to say good-bye to them
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem