Karma

So many friends So little time So many friends None want to be mine I pretend that I'm fine Seeing them pass me by So cruel and cold it makes me cry I tried to say hello but all I heard is Good-bye I wonder how often they've lied I'm sick of all their games And being called all those names Names that made me weep Crumbling in a broken heep Begging my mother Don't make me go back I won't survive another attack I don't know who to trust To think of all the hurt the've thrust In my heart In my soul My entire being To insult the me they're seeing I've been burned so many times In more than one way Right now I"ve just one more thing to say Karma's coming at you the least expected day!