Masquerade

Life is harsh, it really make us think that what exactly have we done to received such things or maybe you can say that this is the way of life. Facade of reality, who to believe who to trust, i cannot tell. Maybe you can say that i'm naive or too innocent to believe that everyone who treats you good are your true friends or they are trust able. But once again, i have been proven wrong.

What that is worst is that they are once your true pals whom you think you can trust and depend on them the most. I really got nothing to say, all i can do is to let the memories flow away along with time and tears. Maybe by the time I may have been numb already.

Friends, friends, friends. What is the meaning of friend, what is a friend do i still have one? Yea i'm starting to doubt myself now. Guess i should have learn the lesson earlier eh? So that I wouldnt have been hurt so much when i'm wearing a mask too