You were once a friend,

but too many demands signaled our end.

Your constant necesity for perfection

led me into a world of deception.

When I crossed a line you didn’t like,

judgments flew like battle cries.

I wanted to make you a distant memory,

but realized without you it’s hard to breathe.

I kept you at arms length

and learned not to bend.

We’re still friends, you and I,

but time will tell if it will reach the sky.