Friend
She appears really mean
But I guess she would change
Annoying people, making fun of them
That’s how she is
Everybody is mad at her
She’s rude and speaks offensive languages
She needs a friend
Who will it be?
Chorus:
I don’t think it’s me
I can’t face a rude girl
But I guess I’m her only hope
The girl who doesn’t go with the crowd
And always been herself
Copyright © Afua Yeboah-Antwi | Year Posted 2006
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