I'm trying to be your friend
And I never try to hurt you
But every time I turn around
You are there
Telling me what I'm doing is wrong
Then joking around with
important things-to me, at least
It seems to go in a cycle
First, you yell at my imperfections
Shove my face into the mud
Then laugh and pick me up
Like bully-turned-best-friend
In a 5 second period
But the scars are still there
I will always be there for you, my friend
But sometimes my frustrations
Are too much
Your attitude changes so easily
And I know what you tell me is
for my own good
But I still see scars
Know that I forgive
And know that I will always love you
But I still see scars
