-to alice philbrick- <br /> <br />I called you a friend, <br />But not again I will call <br />For your love, help, or loyalty. <br />I've found you have none left inside. <br /> <br />I let you crack the coconut, <br />The hard shell of my life. <br />The insides I reveal only to few, <br />My mistake was letting you in. <br />You fooled me with your false hope. <br />The past memories good and bad, <br />I let you on to hold to yourself <br />To not ever throw away. <br />Yet it’s just what you did. <br />All along it was about you, <br />Never was it about us. <br /> <br />You came crying on my shoulder, <br />Thought the world would shatter, <br />But in the end, grandma just moved in. <br />The day you broke the news, <br />You were still in love with your ex, <br />I stood there, listened and said what I could. <br />I made a note, hard as it was, <br />I never mentioned his name again. <br />My true self to you I revealed, <br />Though you didn’t even read it, <br />You didn’t even take time to glance my way. <br /> <br />You slunk away with you catty moves, <br />Behind my back you held things, <br />You betrayed what I thought, <br />Was a good friend. <br />I swallowed the pain, saying inside <br />You were just having a bad day. <br />I soon can to find, <br />Your bad days were your every days. <br /> <br />You pulled me in like a fish on a line, <br />Took your knife and branded you initials <br />On my back, tossing me away <br />With you sour pity laugh. <br /> <br />Right here, right now <br />I’m walking away from it all. <br />A friend is what I called you, <br />But never again will I call.<br /><br />jess schwarcz<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-called-you-a-friend/
