November 2, 2002

Are you happy now I called you.
Am I still lacking as a friend?
I let you moan and heard your story
From the start until the drawn-out end.

Am I back in your good graces
Like it matters if I am
Hold your comments and your faces
Save them for your bathroom miror

Not sure why I give a care
You're more effort than you're worth
But I do and that's the scary part
When you're rude it kinda hurts.


"Rachel"