listen when i say
don't try to fix me
because i'm not feeling broken.
don't hide from me,
what appears to be teh truth
i am not stupid

and i know
we both wish
that i was naive.
in retrospect,
looking back,
i know 
and I knew then
what's going down.

unfortunately
it would appear
that we can't change it.
not becuase we don't
want to fix this,
but becuase
we won't take the time
it needs to heal.

i know that 
sounds quite harsh,
and really
i know it's hard,
but in the end i think
maybe...
we're going to be
better off
on our own.

and when you try 
and make excuses,
it just isn't going to work,
i feel no shame
in admitting
my mistake...
i feel no sorrow,
with these new steps i have
to take.

if you have to
or just want to 
blame someone,
anyone for this mess
blame father time
becuase it seems that
only time can tell

in the end
everything is not 
as it was
and never will be
again.

see what happens when 
we take our masks off?
see what happens when 
we're out to play?
it doesn't matter what we had
or what we might have had
in the end...
we'll grow apart just the same.

in my shell 
i've hidden safe
secure and warm...
i put my head out just once,
and down the axe is sure to fall.
and everytime it's the same..

and everytime it's like
i've learned 
atleast I think i have
but really i have not,
because each time 
i end up
acting out 
the same scene
and it always ends the same.

so let's rewrite 
this playbill
and instead of starring us 
as best friends forever,
how about best friends
if not for a short while..
becuase it seems that neither of us
can hold a friend
for much longer than 
a candle burns.

we could have made this work,
but we didn't really care
we didn't have time for us,
and so we had to wilt.
maybe not past our prime yet,
but who is going to bandage us?
one has school and life,
the other has drugs and boys
each seeming to take up
all our precious time,
i guess now,
our friendship walks the borderline.

and as we teeter..
i can't help but
not feel the sorrow
and the pain
of losing one's
other half.
somehow...
i saw this coming,
and I don't know
why i ever let myself
believe differently.


xoxo
Kyelle