THE FRIEND ZONED

 

Like a tick on a cow's back

I’d always let you stay

To feed yourselves fat from my affections till he picked you up again

You’d always tell me

“a good woman would love you”

“you are a gentleman”

You showered compliments like raindrops

On the grounds of false companionship

Always leading to plant

While the sun of your indifference shone,

No wonder I was dry,

Barren

When he treated you bad, you probably wanted me to walk on water

Like Jesus did

But you would still crucify me if I did

I was good to you

But never good enough for you

I was right to you

But never right for you.

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