My turn to write some awful poetry:
So, you've seen inside my head, my mind.
Indulge me, then. What did you find?
Tell me: how could we be so blind,
forget ourselves and be unkind?
I know, somewhere along I left you behind,
but is there really a need to remind
you that you once were my friend?
Our thoughts and feelings; entwined.
Somehow the two of us combined
made me feel confined
and then I'm inclined
to be resigned.
Now, lets see how this will unwind.