Best Friend


You’re such a self-righteous bitch,
Knockin’ my friends, my life...and shit,
Actin’ like you’re above it all,
Fuckin’ pompous twit!

Gone is the life-long friendship,
My life is mine…good, bad, or indifferent,
You have the right to make pious judgment calls?
Sayin’ "I’m fucked up" when you have issues too,
You have balls!

Bangin’ my head against a wall to be best friends,
The past seems real remote…now you’ve chosen to crap all over it,
I tried to come the distance, it was worth it…wasn’t it?
You have it all your way,
Kiss my ass,
I’m not gonna play your game,
Belittling my life,
Twisting religion around...so I have a miserable day.

We were best friends once…you blew that to hell,
Go to people you’re not embarrassed to be around…
Your very own stuck-up crowd,
I’m gay…I’m fat…fucked up…and all that…
In the end…
All I wanted to be…was your best friend.

Eric B. Ramey

Copyright ©2005 Eric B. Ramey

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