Everyone asks why are we friends?
Why I like you, let alone love you?
And it's been so long that
I've forgotten what redeeming qualities you have...
I know their there somewhere
Else, why am I still here?
Why have I withstood
The endless battles?
I tell myself you’re my sister
And sisters fight sometimes
That’s its okay but I hate you!
And God knows someone
Has to stand up to your foolishness.
There has to be one person who utterly
Refuses to dance to your tune.
I hate you! Truly! Simply!
I hate how you come
Marveling over advice someone
Else gave you over this or that
Never mind, that I told you the same thing
A thousand times over.
I hate how you can hear anything from
Anyone else and take it as a holy word
Meanwhile I'm just being mean.
I hate how You never apologize
Even when you're wrong
I hate how you make yourself
The bleeding martyr of every Argument, every fight.
I hate how I end up tainted, painted,
Tarred with the feathers of a bully
And you, always you escape untainted
Victimized, and oh so hurt.
I hate how you make everything I say
I hate how you're clueless
I hate how you paint your own Judgments over everything
And yet you can do no wrong
Everyone's wrong. You're right.
There's no room for anyone else.
I hate you force your opinions
Down my throat
I hate your possessiveness
I hate your complaints
I hate how you want to be
The center of my world
I hate how you call me crying
Even after I've sworn up and down
That I will never ever speak to you
For as long as I live
And oh god oh god oh god
I utterly despise how you pull me
Back in and the heart of mine
That can't do anything but relent.
I hate how the moment I step aside,
I feel your hands
Wrapped around my throat
Suffocating me, choking me
You're salt poured in my wounds
A noose around my throat
Shackles on my arms
And I've cried for you
Because of you
More than anyone
On this earth has ever made me cry
You break me and don't know how To put me back together
You tear open my wounds You rip me apart
You shatter my heart over And over..
You're the ultimate dysfunctional Friendship...
Sometimes I wonder if the world is even big enough for the both of us...
Oh but wait
Here's what I love.
I love how you always say
That I don't know who my true friends are
Especially when your concerned about them
Taking your place.
I love how you say I don't know who to trust
Just because I don't trust you
And honestly, do you truly blame me
If I prefer anyone else's company over yours?
I Hate you!
But most of all I hate that you are you and I am me...
I hate that at the end of the day I love you truly simply unconditionally
Even if it kills me
Just when I've forgotten
When I've almost forgiven
It all over
It ends now.