I have no reason to call you a friend.
Your flaws are somewhat perfect in the end.
Your eyes might be concealed with glass,
And your height, the same as mine but you still get passed.
Your freckles are like stars, but mine something to conceal.
I really don't see the difference or appeal.
My eyes like black holes, while yours change color.
You're perfect in the end so why bother?
Your personality is flawless with beauty found in,
Except when you talk to me, I'm your flawfilled friend.
I'm different to you, that part is true.
Except the part when you say 'I Love You.'
I thought you were my friend but you just drag me along,
Like I sing backup to your own song.
And I see the way you look at me,
'Like why is she always bothering me?'
'Like why can't she just leave me alone?'
But I don't want to, maybe I should though.
It's best if we just go or separate ways,
Instead of staying for long lasting days.
I hope you realise this much is true,
I really did love you.
Although you changed, it's clear to see.
You really do look better without me.
