My Bestie Or Enemy?

By Shreya Shirol

I was broken from inside

But tried to be my best outside

Those broken pieces of my heart were crushed

Yet I kept quiet only to be the part of the crowd.

Those sleepless nights and the open eye dreams

Were filling my day withal

Though standing I the crowd of 300

I was the loneliest of all.

Your every sign of living was erased

Still your memories never fade away

It’s worse than a boyfriend breakup

As I can’t trust anyone anymore.

I may seem boring to the world

However have you ever dare to see

The reason behind the new me?

Oh! I forgot,

That you were also one among the crowd

Who was just like the others

Trying to cheat on me.

Our second most priority in our lives

Are our friends

Nevertheless, what about the life

Surrounded by fake flaws?

The only thing stronger than

A drug, whiskey or a wine

Is having a Best Friend

Who is always mine?

By Shreya Shirol