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Drama Queen

2008

Friendship is a valuable thing, she says

As she draws a fine line to judge it

Dangling her friends on strings

A puppeteer and all her puppets

If we’re defined by honor, she says

Then to me, my dear, you’re nothing

She’ll cut the strings just to watch you falter

Then turn to blame you for it

 

You damaged my calm, she screams

I just need, attention, give it to me

Me me me

 

These words you say will fill you full of sorrow

But it’s too late to turn back now and beg for what you’ve borrowed

 

I live in my own real world, she says

And I will grant you right to linger

It’s true, she will treat you fondly

Long as your wrapped around her little finger

You don’t know what real a friend is, she says

As her world revolves around her

Such a shame, when she is done projecting

There’ll be no one left to hear her

 

You damaged my calm, she screams

I just need, attention, give it to me

Me me me

 

These words you say will fill you full of sorrow

But it’s too late to turn back now and beg for what you’ve borrowed

 

No, no, no, no

Too bad, so sad

You want what you can’t have

But that blame, you pour it on others like rain

What? All lonely on that shelf? You put in on yourself, girl

 

Oh, the life of a drama queen aint easy

     This was written after a fight with a friend. We stumbled upon differences and the friendship became the type of toxic friendship that I no longer wished to be included in. Their ranting inspired what is one of my favorite works of funk/rock art. 

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