Friends


A relationship is growing and there seems to be no end
to the things we have in common, but I cannot be your friend.
I will have no strength to offer, there is none for you to take
if the bank that you are building is the same one you would break.
I cannot offer comfort when you cry out in the night
needing someone to protect you from the things which give you fright
for I cannot give assistance when your enemies attack
if I'm lying in a pool of blood, with knife wounds in my back.
Until now, you've ben the teacher, but it's time for you to learn
that the friendship you have given me, is all I can return.
The term "friend" I'm not deserving, and there's nothing I can do
until the day you realize.... you need to be one too!

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