There are good friends...

And... There are bad friends...


Bad friends are there because they happened to be there...
They care too much about themselves to truely notice your existense...
When you are facing with an obstacle, they just tell you to get over with it...
And if you stumbled and fall, they will make a casual remark on it and moved on...
Sometimes even adding some salt to your injured area after your fall...

They make you feel...
As if there are nobody you can cry to...
And you can never be as good as the rest of the world...
And that you are not very useful at all...

They shattered your dreams...
They pulled you down and deeper into the treacherous world...
They are the reason why there are so many of them around...
Because we slowly became one of them...


Good friends are there when you are down...
They will console you when you feel like crying...
Share your thoughts and burden together...
And try their darnest best to make you feel happie again...
Or at least, try to argue their way into making you forget your worries, or realised that your problems are well... Not really a problem after all...

They make you feel...
As if you have someone to rely on...
And walk along with you when everywhere are dark and gloomy...
And that you are not worthless after all...

They give you hope...
They helped regain your spirits and confidence...
They are the reason why we can continue to survive in this dirty world of back-stabbing and wound-rubbing...
Because they are there...


Thank you my dear friends...

And to chia ling, ah nick and yb, many many thanks for cheering me up and talking with me...

Especially to chia ling, hey, I did smile again...