Thursday, February 10, 2011

Insincere

You call yourself my friend.
Yet you have the rudest remark ever when I'm in the dumps.
When I am feeling so blady upset
You ask me to share my stories with ya.
But you never pay close attention to what I have to say.
Often deviating off to some irrelevant topics.
You offer me your shoulders when I cry.
I thought, gee, thank you.
The next day you question my stability of emotions.
And it came tumbling down.
So, I can see you are one insincere fellow.
I will still be there when you need me.
But,
Don't pity me.
Don't sympathize me.
Because I can stand up strong on my own 2 feet.


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