Change

Our friendship is not the same
It's like a picture in a frame

Frozen somewhere in time
Our friendship was a dime

Let me elaborate
Dime means top rate

Slow is your effort to talk to me
But when I try to talk it's all "let me be"

I miss the days we were tight
And our conversations didn't end in a fight

I feel that our friendship is regressing
Instead of progressing

Like that dirt on your shoulder you brush me off
Oh yeah I don't notice *cough cough*

We had a good run
But I ain't ready to say we done

I'm a good friend so I will try
To not let this relationship die