“Friends”

Music is my only true friend
Trustworthy than any “friend”
Humans… nothing but crooks
Traitors with a deceiving smile
Devilish plots cleverly concealed
Ruthlessly taking what’s yours
You know once you’re discarded

Solitude is bliss, peeps are just piss
And comrades… just daydreams
Pathetically beg for friendship
When they have no one else
And just leave without a goodbye
Deserting you for a popular crowd
An embarrassment to camaraderie

Scars, mementos of betrayal
Buried deep within the soul
Unseen to the naked eye
Unfelt by the ignorant heart
I’m blessed to have no friends
I’d rather have bitter enemies
Than be accompanied by traitors

“Friends” are not for me, definitely
Not for one who treasures friendship