True Friend
Written 7/17/99
I hate him, I want his life to end,
she thinks he's being a friend.
But I know he only uses,
she's too naive, to know he abuses.
I can't stand him, and his lies,
I know it hurts her, I can see it in her eyes.
But she thinks that's how love is supposed to be,
I wish I could make her see.
That love is something great,
it isn't suppose to make you secretly hate.
She doesn't understand that, so she lets him near,
because being left alone, is her fear.
Maybe I can break this spell,
if I let out a great big yell.
Or maybe I should let her see me cry,
then maybe she'll understand why.
But maybe I shouldn't, she may turn her hate,
towards me, thinking I want a date.
Well I don't, I don't pretend,
I just want her to know I'm a true friend.