Life in itself

Young,dumb and broke, so they say. Simple, antisocial and wired, are their words. Pretty, dope but stupid, they will disclaim. Show them your true self, they will correct. Smile to them and you will wish you hadn't. Be good, the favour will be one sided. Good-looking and rich, the later they will insist, but the previous, they won't resist. They will comfort, and they will be there for you, sorry they will say. They will expect love in return, or they might not. Some will hate some will love and to some you will love, and hate the later. Confused you will become, amused they will become. A mess you will become, the press they will become. The news will come out, gossips will travel. Your name will be tarnished and accused you will become. Out of the blues, they will come. To save you from the drowning self...... Just don't be blind not to see them. Those are your friends.