"We were strangers at first
we went about our lives
as young kids, not knowing the worst
not knowing what was yet to come
or what the world was
we were just kids, we were dumb
unaware of heartbreak and pain
young souls who haven't yet
experienced a thing,

then we were friends
our parents always were
but we were always on edge
I didn't know about my life
and that we needed each other
I was the bread to your butter knife
you helped me feel confident
when I felt the world was against me
you were exactly my opposite 
but I knew we would always be,

now look at us, strangers yet again
you took your butter knife
and stabbed me where it would sprain
we walk past one another
and don't share a single word
my mom was your second mother
but now all that is blurred 
we used to be friends
I guess I never realized
butter knifes could have sharp ends,"

[to the ex-friend who I now have to walk past pretending we never knew one another]