One

I hate these friends, I do

Those sticky, slimy things, That mind your solitude. 

I hate those false god men, 

Who share your peace in pieces with you.

I hate those friends I do 

The one who will know what you will do 

Before you do

I hate those scums, I do

The ones who finish what belongs to you , 

But still have a share of everything 

For you 

I hate those liars I do 

The one's who will convince you it is right,

Of the things that don matter to you. 

I hate those friends I do, 

Who started this 'so called' friendship without asking and 

Won't end it even it even if I ask them to.