We were as toxic as oil to the ocean
Except we kill with our emotions
We could give up on the pain
Or to always be at a constant mentally damaging war
So we drifted apart and blamed one another
For something much better for each other
We fought and fought until we finally gave up
Because I was the one who wanted to grow up
So I'm glad we don't talk everyday
I'm glad you're staying out of my way
Because I will grow up and be something great
While you're 50 but still mentally 8
I hope you can mature one day
And see the mistakes you made
Because my only mistake in the end
Was that I ever thought you were my friend