Is it your fault or mine?
I don't know.
You find yourself annoyed
and bitter at me
more than usual.
I find myself defending
then fighting back
more times than I can count.

You're a cheerful
happy
joyful
person.
But I've seen your razor edge
all the ice you can throw
at someone with your words.
I know your cruel side
Under your charisma
is a dark shadow.
Full of criticism and judgment.

Once I do something wrong,
step an inch over the line,
you're there later
to throw it in my face
use it for your guilt-tripping
I cannot have one word
of defense.

He's pushy
jerky
and pretends to have respect
If you ask me
you guys are perfect for each other.
You have so much in common.

And then I catch myself
with a ***** tongue
speaking slander of you,
my friend.

How can I do this?


Who did we become?