I thought we’d be friends, true and loyal,
but to you it’s different, as you have shown.
I thought we’d be buddy’s for the good and the bad,
but you are going mad when it starts to get hard.
I thought you’re my rock, no matter, what’s coming,
but you hit me hard, when you did what you did.
I miss a friend, I miss a friend cause you are gone.
I miss a friend, I miss a friend all along.
You stepped in position, by shouting at me,
by hitting my leg and rattling me.
You should have been with me, but you haven’t been,
Without any reason your aggression again went in.
Wish you were here, wish you were here, cause you are gone!
Wish you were here, all along.
2014 by Isabella Schinnerl