I thought you were a friend,
A person to lean on when I’m down,
Someone count on when I felt lonely,
Guess I was wrong.


Remember how we met,
In the pouring rain?
I was alone sitting on the bench,
Without a cab in sight.

You were behind me, standing there,
I was lost, cold and without hope,
You held your umbrella over my head,
I thought we were the same.

You gained my trust and held me close,
Shunning the rain out of our embrace,
I thought you were going to help me,
You just planned to control me.

You caused me pain through the year,
Told me what to do and how to act,
I was putty in your hands,
I should’ve run when I had the chance.












But you were gentle at first,
Holding my hand through the bad times,
Caring for me when nobody else did,
Now I can’t stay away.

But that was your plan,
To treat me like a princess,
To intrude your way into my mind,
To make me think you were the only solution.

I wish I was strong enough to not need you,
To leave you in the dust without water,
To leave you on a cliff, hanging on,
To leave you in the rain, alone on that bench.

But I know,
Sunshine never lasts too long,
Rain will come again another day,
And I will need your umbrella, once more.