You're not a friend who was certain I'd never be there I didn't have a friend to cry on my shoulder I had a monotone, crackling wall for company I was plastered to the wall I believed it as eternity
I planned my escape: How can I pull away? but you, the wall, stood fast You rejected my blood and tears as I tried to saw my hand off to escape
You hated me And as I shook your plaster off, pulling away from you, I found a tar fence barbed wire sticky teeth
You hated me How I knew a few things that you didn't But how you clung to me! So tight that it became your revenge
You froze and became a block of ice You hated me so much that you would release me with a quick slide and slip I was free but it was the most cold, painful freedom I had ever felt I couldn't even return your rope without slipping and falling
Now I can see through you I can see the other rooms I can see the people, the places, the world
With you I was bound and blind
But tonight I'll pass you by And maybe, if I'm dreadfully unlucky, I will taste that frozen tar and *****
Each gesture was an insult
A friend from high school who seemed to get madder and madder at me day-by-day for literally no reason and she expected me to figure it out. I never did figure it out and she hasn't talked to me since.