Friends come few,

so when fake friends show,

I know the cue,

leave without a clue,

no bitterness im thru,

once stuck together like glue,

now anger rages my face blue,

but through hard times,

my mind never quits,

instead I learn more about ppl,

for future encounters n events,

never live life in the past tense,

i'm moving on,

i'm gone,

and you'll never see me again,

you set the trend,

and im on the mend,

to a better place again,

no regrets,

or stress,

not even depression,

keeps me down even in a recession,

so i'm not stressin,

jus sittin back workin hard,

waiting on Gods blessin....