The seventh.

High horse.

You can’t chose when or where you are going to be friends with someone. You can’t treat people like an in between friend when you have nothing better to do.

Maybe my heart is too big. I think people think they can only have one or two good friends at a time. That is one big fat lie.

I will not be your inbetween friend anymore, & what’s sad is, i think we could have been the very best of friends. But i forgot, you already have close friends, so lets forget all the stuff we have in common, the music, the humour, the everyday stuff, because thats not what friendships about, right?

So tired of the straight line, 
and everywhere you turn, 
there’s vultures and thieves
at your back. 
The storm keeps on twisting, 
you keep on building the lies.

I don’t know what to believe anymore.