I often go on wondering
And forever keep on thinking,
Am I a good friend?
But I get no answer in the end.
Always I help someone or the other,
What efforts for that I take, I don’t bother.
But the question still comes to a dead end
Am I really a good friend?
Sometimes I am a selfish person.
Often I hurt many without a reason.
Rude remarks to a few I send.
Does that make me a good friend?
Thus, options often rise and fall,
As situations change once and for all.
Finally I say friends are all for fun.
And I myself am a friend of all and a friend of none!
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