I lost the trust
To keep some friends
They call for time
But can't concentrate
The best I give, they cannot translate

You can see them smile
But indeed they are far
There plans are wide to play and leave
The prize they need, some few to afford
They think it good, to have the award

Some money they need
To buy the snacks
In case you fail, they tend to change
And say you "broke " you have no chance
Thinking that they live, but just a dream

Such like people
Their life is doom
They want to harvest
But cannot cultivate
May they starve to die if they can't cultivate