Just a poem about why I’m not very choosy about my friends.

I don’t care if you’re poor.I don’t care if you’re rich.

You can always be my friend as long as you’re not a B*tch.

I don’t care if you ride the bus or if you have a high class car.

But if you’re just full of lies,our friendship won’t go far.

I don’t care about what kind of job you have or about the ‘6 figures’ you make.

Just don’t let me find out that it was all a fake.

All you need to do is tell nothing but the truth.

It sounds so simple,yet it’s too hard for many to do.

Why do people have to lie

about the smallest things?

like how they really live

and about diamond rings

Does it really make you proud

to know that you’ve told so many lies

that you’ve even started to believe them

and then you realized

that you had no identity

you lived in a lie

Wouldn’t that make you want to

sit down and cry?

How can you walk around

with your head in the sky

knowing that everyone around you

think’s you’re ‘living the life’

with your stolen gucci

and your imitation Guess

you walk around and think you’re better than the rest

you walk around and treat others like their below you

that’s why you sit alone and no one knows you

that’s why every morning you cheat on tests

it’s all because you know you’re better than the rest.

You’re not any better than anyone else.

You can’t even be yourself.

You can’t even tell the truth.

Why would anyone ever want to be friends with you?

Why would anyone want you to drag them down

your ’wanna-be’  appearance makes you look like a clown

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