Friends

When you hang out with your "friends" who get you high (and nothing else), you lose your self-respect/worth and end up with regret because you hurt me as much as you hurt you. Among those "friends" you found yourself a man, a prize who shows his love with the back of his hand, the best that you could find at a low point of your life but he just made it worse. I wish that I could be there to make it right. These people are ruining your life, I wish that I could save your life. I traveled long and far with stolen money and credit cards on a mission to save you from self-destruction, I need you. I was fueled by admiration. Q: My intentions? A: Sincere. There was time when you were my best friends, now it's nothing near. I know why you ignore me; it's because of somebody else. I rued the day you moved away because I couldn't have you all myself. If you had a better choice of friends I could learn to live with that, but you don't so I can only pretend to ignore you myself. We stole each other's virginity on one momentous night but you left your self-worth with me when you left my side. But don't forget why I came, to try and restore your faith and save you from the sex and drugs that you do without me. My journey must progress now and I leave you one more time, but before I go, you must know, I love you even though you're not mine. One thing you can't forget is that everything you do should not be because of someone else, it should be because of you.