Petes Poetry
No Friends
You act like a fool
just trying to be cool
You broke the golden rule
and lost all your friends
Just playing the fool
Now you've gotta make a menze.
Well it all depends
on if you are really true.
You bank on true friends
to help you see it through.
You abuse them,
Then lie to them.
You use them
Then cry to them.
No wonder they revolt
you accuse then
like its not your fault.
you lose them,
That's the end result.
Pete.
Copyright (C) Peter Riddoch 2004
just trying to be cool
You broke the golden rule
and lost all your friends
Just playing the fool
Now you've gotta make a menze.
Well it all depends
on if you are really true.
You bank on true friends
to help you see it through.
You abuse them,
Then lie to them.
You use them
Then cry to them.
No wonder they revolt
you accuse then
like its not your fault.
you lose them,
That's the end result.
Pete.
Copyright (C) Peter Riddoch 2004
