The excuse
I feel you are setting me up,
Never again to be allowed in your life
Not part of the flow or even in the cup.
I know you are having pain and strife.
I feel the pain of not having my friend,
I know that you want to find yourself,
But, the place you are going is not going to blend,
With my friendship, its a replacement, it feels like the end.
Im the excuse, and sometimes it feels like a target.
Its hard to feel hated, for something you havent done.
I feel Im on the market,
Soldout for an addiction, for fun.
Bitter you ask? No not me.
I only want you happy and hope
In time you you will see,
What changes will be and can you cope?
Never again to be allowed in your life
Not part of the flow or even in the cup.
I know you are having pain and strife.
I feel the pain of not having my friend,
I know that you want to find yourself,
But, the place you are going is not going to blend,
With my friendship, its a replacement, it feels like the end.
Im the excuse, and sometimes it feels like a target.
Its hard to feel hated, for something you havent done.
I feel Im on the market,
Soldout for an addiction, for fun.
Bitter you ask? No not me.
I only want you happy and hope
In time you you will see,
What changes will be and can you cope?
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