It's nice to see you again,
My old friend.

It's been a while since we met.
As far as I remember,
I'm the one who pushed you away.
You wanna know why?
Because it seems like your presence,
Slowly destroying every part of me.

But I can still recall the good old days,
When it seems like no one's here for me,
I know you're only two steps behind.
You know me more than anyone else.
But old friend,
Why does it feel like you have dark secrets?

Now I know.
Naïve minds, young people.
These are your victims.
You became also their friend,
When it seems like they don't have one.
But if you're a good friend,
Then why did you let them
To slit their wrists?
Is this how you keep someone at peace?

Old friend,
Can you hear their voice,
Screaming and asking for help?
How about those cries,
When they locked themselves into the bath room,
As they mourn to their despair life?
You're a great pretender:
You pretend like you care
When in reality, you really don't.

That's why I hate you.
A friend known by everyone
Suddenly became an enemy.
You ruined minds,
You ruined dreams,
A friend who felt home
But became disaster of many lives.

And now,
I can see you here again, in front of me,
Wanting to have place on my mind.
Now I know your deep dark secrets,
I don't want to be one of your victims.
I may have a vulnerable heart,
I may be naïve,
But you can’t control me,
As I'm tougher than what you think.

Good bye, old friend.
Our dark thoughts,
Our own demons.