I find my friends doing a slow slide
because of me
Insisting it is NOT me
But it is
I have brought both my best buddies
down with me
Instead of giving you a hand to reach for
I bombard you with sadness
Eventually it has to rub off
We are only human
We don't carry a tortoise shell armour
over our emotions and heart
They are sponges in a way
And the more you hear negative
the more you soak it in
I'm so sorry
Why is it...you really do hurt the ones you love
Even when it's not intentional
The damage is still done
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