as i walk with people i consider friends...i study them
look into their souls and try to see what their really like
they don't seem to notice my looking
they seem oblivious
the seem not to care

as my life progresses i realize that i will probelly lose these friends
as they leave i am filled with sorrow
as they leave i no longer know what to do

i try to stay friends but with all the fuckups of the world its hard
harder then anything i try to do
i lose friends because of my mistakes
because of their mistakes
because of the world we live in

then i know who are my real friends.....those who can support me
those who can help me
and those who care about me

everyone else isn't a friend....only someone i know