My "Friends"

They called me their friend

But all it took was an unfortunate night

To change their ways.

They called me their friend

And they say they're still trying

To bring me back into the group.

They so happily threw me out of

They want me to go down lengths

To make the awkwardness go away.

But have they ever thought how much they broke me inside

Have they ever thought how much they killed my soul

They think now I brag.

That I write to hurt them

But they have forgotten

That I have a life

Apart from their self

Not everything in my life now

Revolves around them

Like it used to,

A long time back instead.

That I laugh and cry for others as well

Who make me lose count of minutes and hours

With whom, the nights are peaceful.

And I have started to look forward to the day

Instead of the very people

Who threw me off the edge.

Of the abyss of depression

And asked me to stay

And wait for them to cool off

And hear my death sentence.

But alas! I am not a patient lad

I want comfort and find it where I can

My definitions are a lot different than theirs

And where our thoughts differ

I left our friendship right there.

So I no longer feel the zeal

To explain to you everything

And while you go on and on

Counting me my mistakes

I just stand there and think

How different an opinion you have of me.

And you may now say that I don't accept my faults

But the point is you don't want me to move on

You say that they don't care

And I should let things go

And then again you say

That I have hurt them so much.

That now they don't care anymore

So why do you want me to care

If they have moved on

And understand.

That things can never be the way they were before

So you be happy in the life you have knit

And let me be happy

In the scraps you have left me to play with.