Friends?

A questionable Friendship?

I sit alone, day after day wondering why don't my friends come to visit anymore?

Is it something i've said, or done, or something I didn't do?

Then the phone rings. a friend asking for a favor.
I'm eager to help, after all , what are friends for?

I've done my good deed, now the favor is over.
I sit, again, alone.

Do you ever wonder who are your friends, and what exactly do they like about you?

Pondering, I sit alone.

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