The Irony of Friendship
by Suze LeFey/Suzette/Surzy

F orever lies within my grasp,
R emembering the ones who said,
I lived like loyalty should want,
E rgo, I've been mistrusted by them,
N eedless to say that I was right again;
D istant from their grouply joys,
S imply here to watch a falsity amongst
H eartfelt moments with 'friends', and
I wish, tirelessly enough to say,
P lease "rain, make it go away."

A/N: If you haven't noticed, I'm kind of peeved at friends. But eh. Poetry is release of tension.