It feels like I’m hanging out with the wrong person,
Somebody I admired once without a single burden.
I could blame her for this estrangement between us,
Yet it feels so unjust even with this broken trust.

We’re two sides of the same silver coin my friend,
I’m the head staring at your tails waving amends.
Like cat and mouse playing a one-sided chase,
A scenario only I am currently unable to escape.
It makes me question in this mind and state,
Do I miss you or the company in this place?

It feels like I’m hanging out with the wrong person,
A storyteller of many...