A friend
You were the one who made me smile ...
If I had to I would run a mile ...
I'd call you up crying on the phone
And all you would tell me was that I moan and groan
I come to you with my fears ...
and leave with many unwanted tears...
You told me I was someone you did not need
and all you waned to do was a good deed ...
You left me ...
and hurt me...
You used to have the key to my heart ...
I guess I was just not smart.
Is this what a friend is? Someone who hurts me?
If so - I never again want to get a helping hand
Or when my hearts broken,
to go to a friend.
2/22/00
