Alone in the Storm
The silence is deafening;
It’s louder than any words.
This quiet causes more pain
Than a verbal “Fuck you”ever could.
I thought we were okay,
But you don’t want to talk.
Is it just because you’re feeling down?
Are you just in a quiet mood?
Or maybe they’ve done it.
Maybe they’ve finally convinced you
That I’m no good of a friend.
They would be correct.
What kind of a friend would tell you
To simply disobey them?
What kind of a friend would be there
To put you back together again
After they tear you apart.
They could have made you think like them.
They’ve convinced you that I’m bad,
Despite honor roll and following rules
They’ve convinced you that I’m promiscuous,
Despite one time, and being cautious too.
Don’t let them take away my best friend.
Don’t let them convince you.
Don’t leave me alone in the storm.
We need each other to get through
