I sit and think about the past few days
And how much your opinion of me weighs
On my fragile state of being
That I have a hard time agreeing
With the things you are saying

At this point I don’t get the person
You are portraying
One day you say it, the next it’s obsolete
Why does our friendship have to be so discreet?

They can post things about you but I can’t?
Or take a video without you knowing
Why do you grant them the things without exploding?