My Friend

by Katran   Aug 22, 2005


My friend you give me comfort
You soothe my fragile mind
You direct me through the day
And cradle me at night

I can retreat into your arms
If I feel unsafe
And if I ever feel dirty
You can clean away the shame

I love you my dear friend
You’re my candle in the dark
Your opinion is all that matters
And so is your hurtful laugh

Do you cherish me too, my friend?
Do you find comfort in my voice?
Would you starve yourself for me too
If given the choice?

Do you love me my friend?
You are the first if you do
But it doesn’t matter what you say
Because I’m in love with you

But friend you are easily angered
If things don’t go your way
So I must make sure I listen
And I must make sure I obey

For when your demands are not met
My friend, you seem to change
You hurt me until I listen
And I right the wrong I’ve made

People tell me you are not a friend
That you are a bully, a liar and mean
Is it true what they say friend?
I don’t know what to believe...

They tell me that you’re nasty
That you’re evil and want me dead
It’s because of you I miss school
It’s because of you my mum's eyes are red

My friend, they say you want me
To fail and to fall
Is it true my friend?
Do you not care at all?

My friend you can be nasty
And yes you hurt me at times
But I know that if I listen
Everything will be fine

They tell me you control me
And that your control is very bad
They tell me to listen to them instead
But I don’t want to make you mad

I know you’re slowly killing me friend
But is it really that wrong?
To grant a friend the thing that
They ever so dearly want?

They tell me to let you go my friend
But then what do I do?
You are all I have friend
And your workings I can’t undo

Oh friend where do we go from here?
I love you yet hate you so much
The pain that you cause me is unbearable
Yet I crave your every touch

Do we forget these words my friend?
Do we continue down this road?
Or do I give you up
And yet...never let you go…

(ah, symbolism once again...)

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