They dodge the solid lines Their words are shifting pleas Committing oblique crimes And they feign apologies Defacing private lives They wallow in themselves The truth is what they hide They can all go straight to hell With them it's a spiteful game The malicious and obtrusive The malicious and obtrusive How do they live their lives And how do they survive They're crippled and deprived But they claim that they're alive Opinions on their belt They'll claim to be a friend You think that you can help But the cycle never ends With them, it's a lying game The malicious and obtrusive The malicious and obtrusive Their feelings gone unseen Their meanings in between Words are not what they seem They'll hold back what they mean And what they mean It can't be seen And what they mean It can't be seen With them, it's a dying game The malicious and obtrusive The malicious and obtrusive Just something i wrote after personal experience.
At one point, i found through word of mouth that one of my friends had a different thought of me altogether than he told me in person. He thought he could just vilify me infront of my friends but not me and expect for me to never find out. I never confronted him because i don't like to make scenes but i found it annoying and cruel that he couldn't just confront me. But this was months ago, things change, for the better in this case.
Hmm, i liked it. I was left very happy with my life, lol. I liked the way you expressed your feelings in this way, because poems always tell best. Good job, and I would like to see some of your future work soon.
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