Alone time, By Quietstorm

Where are your friends when you need them most?
They fade away like wisps of smoke.

When things are good, they are always there.
But when you`re sad,
They just don`t care.

Borrow this and borrow that.
Suck me dry, and leave me flat.

Things are borrowed...not returned.
You`d think by now I would have learned.

Drain me of my self respect.
Then move on...what the heck.

As long as you get what you need,
Who am I to curb your greed?

Some would say that I`m a fool,
but to you... I`m just a tool.

One day you too will feel alone,
Only then will you atone,

for your careless hurtful ways.
The day will come when you must pay.

Life can be lonely,
yes indeed.

Especially in your time of need.




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