what's wrong
What's wrong? What's wrong with giving all you can to help your closest friends, even if it means sacrificing all the happiness you have inside you? Is it stupid, foolish, or honourable? I don't know. I've never seen anything wrong in doing so, until recent events have led me to question: Have I been wrong all the time? Are friends not as important as they are supposed to be? Is it all hype? I've always taken plenty of care when choosing my closest friends, and to ensure that they knew me like I knew them. That way, a bond is formed, one that cannot be broken by petty arguments and disputes. Yet now, I question if my thinking is right, or has it all been in vain. The friends I've made, are they truly who I can call friends? or are they that suspicious when someone is willing to offer so much of himself, and take nothing in return? Must there be some selfish desire behind that? I hope not, since it's what I've been doing so who knows how long. I can only stop and hope that there will come a time when the truth is finally revealed to me, so that I know how to choose my friends. For now, it's simply hope and nothing else, nothing concrete to go on, like walking on invisible steps: you'll never know when they end, and you plunge to your death.

