Theres a knot in my stomach and my nerves a mess denied was my sense of happiness from a senseless act of meanness I cant comprehend the evil with in the person once called a friend I know your work is just business but I did nothing wrong! tell me why Ive been prayed up on like this hunted down and relentlessly abused why do I hide in the shadow just to enjoy a few hours of your/his breath lessening to the words that you rote I never found fun in the place of constant fear of the evil you called once a friend is it any wonder I can speak to you at all my only real life friend good buy for now...
