Friends,

by Crystal
(Iowa)

Friends, They say they'll always be there, They say they'll never leave..
But once you find your true talent, something they want or need..
They'll Grind you to the dirt, with the jealousy they contain..
That jealousy turns to passion..
As that passion turns to Obsession..
With every word they spit at you, another pulse stolen..
They wont realize what they've taken till your soul has shriveled..
Ur mind has gone, and you begin to fall..
And Nothing can save you from that deadly fate..
But those people, yes those people, who pushed you off the edge..