Rhyming Slang.....
My So-Called Friends [with apologies to Philip Larkin]
They fuck you up your so-called friends
they dump you off, don't make amends.
They vent their spite and act so cruel
'need' your love but only if you crawl
over broken glass to eat their trash
dressed in rags
or sackcloth and ash
Yes they fuck you up your so-called friends
they break your heart and it never mends,
they take your trust and any stuff for free
then piss over it all
and fell the tree
that was your friendship
and your life
they burn the wood
and thrive on strife
They fuck you up your so-called friends
they destroy your mind and it never ends
they hate your life
cos its better than theirs
but wont help themselves
or climb the stairs
to find the light and seize the day,
or claim their rights or have their say,
cos they can't be arsed
and would rather moan,
live in self pity and be all alone
in their nightmare lives,
that are of course 'not their fault',
they are their own waste of time
their own grinding halt.
And they hate all those
who drag themselves up
out of their own mess
who never give up
won't accept second best
or the shitty stick
who have a go,
try to live through it
They fuck you up your so-called friends
best to stay alone
in the end,
cos its safer that way
you can't get hurt,
you can't be failed
you wont desert
your guiding light
nor moral code,
cos some fucker
cannot corrode
your self respect nor your self esteem,
you'll stay alright
you'll stay serene.
You'll be alone, but never lonely
cos you'll always be
the One and Only,
the One who's true
the one who's safe
the one who knows
the things that chafe
at your heart and soul
at your own despair
and will keep you safe
with love and care.
copyright J C: 22.1.2009