One wonders if real friends,
Real friendships exist any more?
Everyone seems to be seeking,
A drug called self-gratification.
The number of likes, shares and comments;
Begin to define bonding now?
You ask a question,
Out of genuine care,
I reply, you acknowledge it please.
Stop generating sympathy for yourself,
You are an adult, not a nursery kid.
If you have self-created problems,
You can very well, self-solve them.
If it is a problem caused by someone else,
Face them, need help, call, will be by your side.
Don’t create a drama worth a Shakespearean tragedy,
And then chicken out and refusing to confront your fears,
And make me look like a filtered idiot of the first order.
Friendship works two ways.
Friendship is not sitting and watching reruns of Friends and sharing old jokes.
Life is an open door, stay if you want.
If you wish to go, leave.
Stop creating a scene and portraying yourself as a martyr.
Every single person is going through a battle of one’s own.
One doesn’t want more drama!!!
Who is a friend?
Look into the mirror,
Smile at that reflection.
Only you can be your friend.