He's not my best friend
He's not my brother
He is not a stranger
He's been troubled
He's passed on
He is important.

You're not my best friend
You're not my friend
You are unbelievable
You obviously don't understand
You objectify
You complain
You ignore.

I believe in everyone
I question everything
I don't understand
I can't grasp how anyone could be like you
I now choose not to feel pain when
I can differentiate between pettiness and the real thing.

He is okay,
You are not, and
I will be.