Waste that's stuck in the ground
will be here for hundreds of years
even if the earth was left alone to heal
our friendship is like that
waste build up like plastic tears
even if it was recycled
it would still be here

I can forgive you
but I cannot forget
Our friendship will never work right
like a thrown-out-broken cassette

My pain built up like trash
piles high above the ground
too high to try and hide away and stash
it stinks
it rots
it ruined the green
words were said
that were far too mean
somethings cannot be fixed
some mistakes you can never redeem

like plastic the pain is here to stay
the pollution of your toxic words
have made our friendship grey