Quibbling Friends1 min 292 1 min 292
Gang of girls whispering with each other in low tones,
And me just talking to myself all alone.
I Wonder what rubbish they are talking about me,
Here I am struggling to swallow one bite and these girls are enjoying their lunch with glee.
They are eating burgers and chips,
They are no more my friends no use licking lips.
Complaining about me to the teacher thrice a day,
I, who was the Diamond of the group,
is now for them no more than a stack of hay.
Without friend life is like a bane,
Oh God! I wish to integrate with my friends again.