Your slipping threw my closed arms…
And taking my heart with you…
But who’s the blame the man or the girl who permits you…
I’ve done all I can to keep you…
But yet you continue to venture onto to her….
The one I call friend…
The best if you will…
I’ve given you both the world and my commitment to love you till the end…
But I can’t take the pain that comes with the betrayed trust of my friend …
This betrayal that of taking my man…
When I‘ve done nothing but lend a hand…
Of help in which I constantly over extend.
I can’t find the colors, tools, creativity to paint a picture that you would understand….
That you need to back up...
Back down…
Before things get said…
I’m no longer being nice…
This here is the end of you being spoon fed…
I’m angry, flaming hot….
Burning red…
I cry tears of pain and disgust as I lay in bed…
I hate this feeling….
But yet it’s the fuel to my fire…
This feeling of hate….
More like a desire…
The desire to disown you all because of your shady scheming ways…
Is slowly driving me insane…
I love you my friend I honestly do…
But what you’ve done, who’ve you did, and what you’re doing ….
Is pushing me further away from you….
All good things must come to an end…
Well I guess this is where our end begins…