What are friends?
People you surround yourself with?
People you love?
People you tolerate?
I don't know who my friends are.
Its seems these days everybody
Just wants to know whats in it
They rip me side to side
Love, hate, love, hate
Trying to control my emotions
Like rabid dogs and I'm the day old slab of meat
Ripping, clawing, tearing at my flesh,
Then, in the next second,
They're licking me, and begging me to rub their tummies
Rolling around and playing like puppies fighting for attention
I find myself sitting in the corner,
The beastly dogs ignoring me, isolating me
Making me feel alone
I try to get their attention
So I can once again play with them as before
But when i do, i wish i hadn't
They rip, claw, and tear at my flesh
I know what this feels like
I've been here before
I vowed upon leaving that I would never return again
Never get past those golden days in the beginning
When everything was joyful and dear
But you know something is not right