enowithdh
F.R.I.E.N.D.S….
They mend, they tend,
They bend, they blend
And they also end.
Some are sent bent
So we can make straight
We go to some shattered
Just be structured
I would rather have five faithful friends
Than have five thousand illusive ones on social media
We become family to some
Cos they’re awesome
We lose more than a few
Cos they chose to be shrew
But to the loyal and faithful one
My life I’ll give over again till we’ve all won
Enowithdh