we want to say that you feel good
but I don't think I could,
you smoke the night away
walking down the fucking highway
after a crushing breakup
you won't admit it,
but I know you,
and I know at times like this
no one can control you
you're building a wall
between great opportunities
and wasting your money
on shitty drug fantasies
so please, please, please,
let's pick our minds up
because days ago;
you'd resist an unhealthy snack
and you called us a pack
so let's get up at 5am,
and go for a run or to the gym
because we both know
it's what we need,
or our friendship could really, really bleed
