On My Mind By Kylie V By Crywank

It's empathy from friends
But it's pity from the others
Who accidentally spit on you
Whilst you're in the gutter

A chance to make amends?
Or just polite exchanges?
Maybe, sometimes, call them "friends"
When, really, they're just well meaning strangers

Oh, I cauterized silly dreams that hurt my mind
Metamorphosize in reverse
Find myself a canvas swathe to revert
Those I'd want to see, too far to spit on me
Those I'd want to see, too far to spit on me
Those I'd want to see, too far to spit on me
There, a those-who-where-my-friends I may never see again