I love that you're
my friend
But I hate that you're
hot and cold

If I look back on
The friendship we built
We haven't been
Friends for so long
But by fate,
You're here breathing
The same air I breathe

We love the same
We hurt for the same
We hate the same
People
But when things get
Rough
I never know
If you're still
My friend
Or a friend who's
Just pretending to be

When it's convenient

I.
When I take action
For the things I'd rather
You do
Because you're the one
Who's angrier,
The one with more hatred

Yet you contradict me
When I do
What you should've done

But when I keep my mouth
shut
Your mouth spits out
bullets
That I'm tired
of catching
Over and over
Again

And my hands have holes
While you wipe yours clean