Friends Come and Go.

Goodbye

the bell has rung
the lesson is done
the student has to leave the class
even though he's had fun

he had friends
or at least one good one
he thought he had leant to shut his mouth
but the lesson was not yet done

the good times we had
the laughter we shared
memories etched in my mind forever
whether they're good or bad.

he ruined people's lives before
and now he's done it again
it'll be the last time now
he won't be doing it anymore

the last nail on the coffin
the lesson is now learnt
the friendship has been cremated
it lies in ashes, blackened and burnt.

goodbye dude
till our paths cross again
i close the umbrella...
and cry in the rain.


Goodbye.