You really astound me
  you with your half closed eyes
  far far away
  
  and me wide eyed and focused
  intent on perfection
  what a fool to believe
  
  fiercly wild in the presence of strangers
  meeting for the first time
  an innocent desire to display your charms
  
  but I shall not see
  I shall not fear you
  I shall not hear you
  call me a friend
  
  tears shed over one's broken promises
  blaming the foolish one
  for a poem out of time
  
  big child sullen and self willed
  flashes of anger
  blood red to the core
  
  how easy it would be to let uncontrollable
  words burst from my mouth
  but why should it be me
  to tell you the truth
  
  so I shall not see
  I shall not fear you
  I shall not hear you
  call me never call me a friend