And You Called Yourself A Friend...

Salam and Peace to All...

It's just confusing how people admit that they are our friend

But they don't understand us at all

I thought friends are suppose to be...

Understanding, Caring, Considerate

But most of them appear to be opposite

When you admit that you are my friend

Especially when you said you are a good friend of mine

I expect you to understand me in and out

Without any need of me to word it out to you

When I'm in silence,

Know that I need my time alone

When I told you I'm down, 

Know that I need you to be there for me

I thought good friends are suppose to know all that

After all, that's the difference between you and the others

But you just appear to be the same

And I thought a friend accept you for who you are

Regardless of your strength and weakness

You're supposed to be free

To be yourself, just yourself...

But with you

There's always something about me to be changed

I'm not PERFECT and that's a FACT

How about accepting me for who I am?

Or just go and find yourself someone to be your ideal good friend

But when it's you we're talking about

I have to be understanding

I have to care

I have to be more considerate

Seems like you think that you're the only person in this world

That has a HEART

Enough already...

I'm tired of that

So don't expect me to be all nice to you

As I'm walking forward and leaving you behind

There's no place for friends with benefits

Call me selfish... I'm okay with that.

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The friend is a person who knows all about you,

And still likes you

- Elbert Hubbard, The Notebook, 1927 -

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