Broken and Trippin

Broken and Trippin

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Why you be Trippin,

thought you were my homie

but I guess as it turns out

you just a phony.





Why ya be crying,

actin a fool

tryna be big

but your just a tool.



I thought we were tight,

family you know

but that's gone to hell

that's for damn sure.



We were thicker than blood,

but it shattered like glass

it took me by surprise

and then kicked my ass.



Sure my feeling was hurt,

but I guess that didn't matter

cause I'm sure in your head

you're rolling with laughter.



That's okay cuz,

what goes around, comes around

and everything that goes up

eventually comes down.



So when you think of our friendship,

how we ain't homies no more

just like I feel empty

I hope you're void to the core.



8/18/14- Jessica Thompson
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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