Just Strangers

It has been a while since I did some poetry,so here it is,I don't care if you like it or not.

The Stranger

Sometimes,The best of friends brings out the worst of enemy.
Even those as close as family.
B.F.F was never the phrase that was raised,
it had always been "brother",
but my rants and tirades has caused many to say "oh,brother!".
It had never been the strong bond that we lack,
It's always the devil on my back.
It has always been about me,
I never cared about who you wanna be
It wouldn't be any stranger,if we stayed as stranger,
not friends,nor enemy,just strangers,nothing more,
I'm sorry it had to be this way,
that's probably something I wouldn't say
but I won't apologise for who I am,
even though,everything that we been through rhymes,
I'm pretty sure I will be fine,with just Me,Myself and Time

That's it for my poem

Friendship?What is friendship?Friendship is nothing more than an Illusion.You draw your "friends" as close as you possibly can,then you devour them.

They were meant to be chew up and spit out.My words are biblical,some are even referring me to Anti-Christ of friendship,you want me as your target?Don't they all


I didn't write this,but I kinda thought off putting it on the blog