the story of our friendship

you send me an invitation

i send you an rejection

but somehow we came to chat 

in hang out , talk about this and that

i wore trying to casual 

but you wore that cool it cruel

because you no regular 

all i was freaking out in hangout 

but maybe you did it to , on the inside ?

im not used to making friends 

all i doing is eating pills and have no social skills

so i reject you as a friend and it still haunt me 

but then you found me at twitter and add me 

and we chat about this and that 

it was like you had some kinda map 

but i like the way you stalk me down 

felt the presence of you all over the town

but suddenly you didnt i was like wtf 

you just wore here , now you not ... 

nothing made sense until last week when we became offical friends 

at instagram , that you wore ready to show me in public and im not only a dm 

i like how you made me from low key friend , to official - just with a click
and did you knew i been a friend of yours since ten years back ?
so this friendship is quite whack but really who gives a fuck ?