Waiting for you to leave,
I am to polite to ask ,
We have nothing left in common,
But still I fear to tell you the truth

I no longer enjoy your company,
As when we where young,
You are still the same person,
I hardly resemble my self .

I turn to smoke, you turn to your mother,
I stay out late l, you go to bed early,
You look at sweet animal videos,
I look at in home DIY tattos.

You want to talk about deep things,
like how I'm you best friend,
I bite my tongue because ,
I don't want to say the truth.

That I am only your friend because
I am to afraid to say how I feel.