This is not a poem, it is an outcry.
A friend, a mentor, a shield, that's what she was.
Now, i feel i am under scrutiny under her gaze.
No longer a friend but a foe, how did that happen?
I wish it was because of something real, but no, it is not.
Its about ego, mine, hers and everyone's.
When did we (i) become so self centered?
Now, i let go of whatever it was that was causing this.
I want to be free, and free indeed.
From my bitter self, from my other half.