You aim at me
as if I were untrue...
you were never real -not as a true friend-
skipping me like as if I were plague,
I am a hypocrit?
Whenever I tell you truth
you get back at me...with poisonous eyes...
stabbing phrases...
You disrespected me
the loyal friend-you hurted me-
I am at the distant margin
you traced-for the unwanted-
Right now, I don't care...
How more true can I be to you?
How more true can you accept?
Be a real friend by accepting you first,
then accept me-even with the unwanted melody inside me-
Be a real friend,
don't leave me.
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