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Acquaintances

Writer: Armaan YusufArmaan Yusuf

As the time goes on, the disrespect feels real

Behind closed doors, conversations reek still

Don't even care anymore; these lines speak ill

See me smiling like everything's back, and we chill

Honestly, though, it’s exhausting

The drama, I keep boxed in

And all of you are acquaintances,

My real friends, I keep locked in

You'll perish tomorrow, and I wouldn't break a sweat

I'll still be alone in the world but a lot less upset

My fellow acquaintances, I don't wanna make this bet

But if you turn on me, your lives aint better but forfeit


Yes, I felt upset being excluded from your party

Reason given seeming borderline retarded

My friend and his friend and her friend, you don’t know

So sorry stay put and wiggle in your sorrow

Then come back tomorrow, and we’ll be friends again

But this night, you’re not cool, so don’t even pretend

I don’t indulge in your sin, so I ain’t a brethren

Keep making their excuses, and I’ll just listen

Cause pushing back is just my own downfall

I can’t force to join in when you don’t even call

Stay involved with your gang, by whom I’m appalled,

A mystery to be solved: why am I not one of y’all?


It’s just rage I have inside, I pent up till I cried

Fire burning me alive, from the flames I’ll rise

These names I despise, stupid roles I reprise

Moles in my hive will soon bore their demise

Think you’re better than I  is an outright lie

Looking back, and I sigh now that I realise

Whom you seemed like, it’s now a surprise

Revealed your disguise, said your goodbyes

Cause alone I reside, and the nights I survive

Are the crimes in their eyes that I might revive

And I might stay aside till the sun would re-rise

The one I aspire is the same one they despise.

By: Arman Yusuf

 
 
 

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