What's done is done

I'm so sorry I don't see the picture,

I guess I've always been this blind,

You're the only one who feels a killing pain.

You're the only one who doesn't know change.

Sell what you want, watch what you say,

I just can't take your shit another day,

I just want honesty, truth, and a friend like anyone,

Its your call now, what's done is done.

I'm so sorry your dad's a fucking drunk,

I guess I've just had better luck,

But you're the only one with family pains,

But you're the only one on which it rains.

I'm so sorry I can't see how far you've come,

I guess that counciling has been such great fun.

Here I'll give you what you want,

Another smoke, and another light,

Maybe some drugs? and someone else to fight?

I'm so sorry I've come to know what is right.

Accuse me, Abuse me, leave me again and see,

you wont have another friend that's quite like me.

I won't be by your side, and please feel free,

to never blame your problems, once again, on me.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Basically this poem is saying that drugs ruin friendships

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