Friends

The world is filled with powdered faces,

But I have a coffer filled with beautiful Gems.

They are the healers so called as pain killers.

The mountain claims the first shine you all are,

The river's purity it seems you all are.

The dedication of all songs I wanna tune with,

The chilly hangouts I wanna boom with.

The world means nothing with trends,

If you don't have a ugly cum ably FRIENDS.