How convenient

Oh friend,
I need your advice!
Let's pretend,
our friendship has no vice.
Let's go out and have fun
laughing in hand with hypocrisy.
Let's not forget the hidden gun
to shoot each other in the back as generosity.

Who are you, my friend?
No, I don't need you.
You have nothing to lend,
I have no need for you.

Don't see how convenient,
can friendship be?
No need to be lenient
when you can make a fool out of me.
I gave, I cared
but you walked away
my feelings weren't spared
on that hypocritical day.

Now you call
you need me again.
Well now I stand tall,
you want something to gain?

How convenient!

By, Ana F.
Date: April 21, 2005
Time: 8:41am

Again, just some angry feelings on friendship and I stand by every word. Luckily I still have some friends I know are true, but oh well, what doesn't kill you makes you stronger, right? Anyway, in this poem I was just scribbling down like crazy, no actual thought or rational writing, just emotions in words. Anyway, sorry to talk to much and to add this last bit to sponsor two forums of mine. There’s a writing forum I have, s10 . invisionfree . com / Writers(underline)of(underline)Bohemia (put everything together please, no www ) and my general, liberal, multi topics forum: s4 . invisionfree . com / Lost(underline)Souls(underline)Society (Cant blame a girl for trying) Oh and please remember to replace the (underline) with actual underlines, thanko!