Unsaid

vii

you told me to get your bags

and do your braids and bangs

you asked me to go shopping

but made me your chaperone instead

you want me to stay out of your way

so i was dazed at what you say

how long have i been in this state?

letting you treat me trashy and fake?

tell you what, i'm tired of this

if this is what it takes to be your friend, i quit