How often in my life have I said

Goodbye

Take care

Farewell

Stay in touch, though I know I never will

In the moment thinking, fuck it time will show

That Friends are just like falling leaves with a

Gust they come they blow 

That others will turn up to replace the ones let go

 

So why now am I feeling why now do I find

My mind keeps turning to those I left behind

New friends they arrive, just like friends                                           

From the past but somehow seem less

Noble each one from the last

Somehow less in value than the

Ones that they replace and

When I say goodbye I care

Less and less and less

 

I never needed friendship I

Didn’t ever crave to have a

Social circle to help me build my page

A collection of characters each one

Like the last to simply bathe my ego

Massage my wit my looks

Masturbate my platitudes

To help me fuck my wife

Tell me when I’ve had enough

Give such good advice

 

How often in my life have I said let them go

Thinking fuck it time will show

Those friends are just fair-weather

That friends will come and go.

My Friends are just like falling leaves

To trample under foot

That Friends are just an excuse to

Help me float my boat