Farewell so called friend,
I am so relieved that we are done
And while things proved interesting at the best of times
It has by no means been my idea of fun!
Your whining and self pity,
Along with your incessant need to play the victim
And the way you deny the role you play so well
Makes you no more than a walking contradiciton.
The altered memories you cling to
And the anger that bubbles and boils below the surface
Will devour you like a terminal disease,until
You come to realise they serve no higher purpose.
Yet still you ride on your high horse
Believing that you're somewhat better than us all
But if I were you I'd tread more cautiously,
Because pride is almost certain to come before a fall!
So good bye so called friend,
Reality is calling and I really have to run
But just in case you're still unsure-
I have absolutely no regrets,yes,I'm truly glad we're done!
