I called up my friend,
i couldn't take the pain.
i asked her, what did she gain?
she didn't gain trust ,
she didn't gain care.
she made me want to pull out my hair!
whats so wrong
with being a good friend?
a good friend till the end.
you could be good, you could be great,
if you tried to have no hate.
she was the fisher,
her lying was the bait.
i was the fish, stupidly swimming into her friend ship gate.
she caught me and i was glad.
but now,gasping for air,
i wish she hadn't had.
now i cannot break free,
why did i get myself into a mess.
now i'm in too deep,to just let it go.
when i was the fish,
i saw the bait,
i took a lick.
it tasted pretty good,
now its made me sick.
tell me one thing ,
why did you do it?
i want to know,
she replied,"why did i do it?"
yes , say so.....
