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lie stranger (light friend #2)

today has been so long and so tiring; i think i should lie

down. the anxiety has me feeling like a stranger

a lot lately. it’s not the only thing getting me down

it’s always the same sad songs that i’m listening

to that make me feel alive it’s usually always music that brings light

back into my life but lately, music isn’t my only friend

 

sometimes, i wonder if you really are my friend

i can’t help but stop short when i catch you in a lie

or saying something insulting or being devoid of light

it may be the anxiety speaking, but you feel like a stranger

you’re always doing the talking and i’m always doing the listening

but there are good times too so i push the red flags down

 

whenever you hit me up, drunk at 4am, im always down

sometimes its not me, but you rather, who is in need of a friend

you go on and on and deign to ask if im still listening

and of course i am, i always am, even if im afk —i’ll lie

and say i did because it would be stranger

to admit it —no, i would rather leave off that light

 

but that’s just the thing, though right — light?

i give you so much, yet you give none, i bring you up, but you bring me down

at this point i’m not sure which one of us is in fact the stranger

at this point i’m not sure which one of us is in fact the friend

when you’re good, i’m bad; when you’re bad, i’m good; when i’m bad, i lie

and say i’m good because its not like you’re listening

 

on the other hand, sometimes you are listening

and its those days when i start to feel light

because it seems like things are changing, like you’re changing —a lie

i tell myself over and over again, while i watch you drag me down

of course, the lyrics to this song fit —"thoughts of a sober friend”

when you’re sober you play the friend, but when you’re not, you play the stranger

 

i’m starting to think that if you’re going to keep playing the stranger

then I’ll keep you at an arm’s length away, always listening

but never leaning in, never getting wrapped up in you more than a friend

should ever, never letting you steal my light,

never letting you drag me down

again, never believing you when you lie

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lifeasalyric
Oklahoma City
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Apr 10, 2021
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