i thought i could trust you
you were my friend
turned in to someone
i didnt like in the end
i tried to remember the good times
all the fun we had
but all that i remember
is all the sad and bad
you played me like a fool
and i see it in your eyes
you always meant to hurt me
and burn me with your lies
this game of your is over
because i will never play
in the end you lost a friend
and theres nothing left to say
this game of your is over because i will never play in the end you lost a friend and theres nothing left to say wow a good realisation better late than never a tenner for you love anjali -10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Takes a strong point of view