My Friend

First:

My friend,

never wants

to listen

to the words

I have to say.

 

Then:

She looks at me,

and really tries resisting

eye contact.

She does not

want to face the truth.

 

Next

Then:

She knows

she has done wrong.

I try to communicate with her,

but she only talks to me

w h e n

she needs me.

Now:

She leaves me

stranded on the sidewalk.

She goes to meet up with her new friends.

And with the knew lifestyle

She has picked up,

I am like

a i r - t o- h e r.