When friendship's based on lies
The truth can remain hidden but it never dies
It lives and breeds within, consuming hope for peace of mind
Will my avowal allow me to seek what I must find?

You are not worthy of her
And she deserved so much more than you ever were
I'd have given anything to touch her kind of love
I wonder, do you care who you're under or above?

I'm through lying for you
Dusting off old skeletons so they match the new
I realized too late that you never were my friend
And I'm left to carry a pain that will not mend

We wuz best friends back then
Now I'm ashamed when I look back at were we've been
I'd have done it differently if I had lived your life
Love was not enough, you could have had the perfect wife

Our friendship’s based on lies
And my guilt tares me apart every time she cries
But still I cannot tell her for fear she'll hate me too
The truth won't help me now, I'm damned no matter what I do

Now that's unimportant
To cause so much pain was the inverse of my intent
It matters not that I am not the only one to blame
I still bear the guilt for extinguishing the flame

07/06/1990

Author's Note: Read also, "Hey Joe, What Does It Mean If It Burns When I Piss?" and you'll have more information than you want about this. The reason why there are two similar poems is that I woke up from a dream one night, wrote "Hey Joe" and fell back to sleep. When I woke up in the morning, I couldn't find the poem. Thought maybe I had dreamt writing it and decided to write another poem about the dream. So "If Closets Could Talk" was born. A long time later, when moving my bed, I saw a piece of paper under the matress, inside the box springs of my bed. I pulled it out to see what it was and there was the original poem. So now I have two. JJ

Posted on 10/02/2005
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