Felt safe in her company -
For a while at least.

Until she opened her mouth one day
And hither came doomsday.

Poison flying, fire smeltering -
Oh God, I think I'm melting

Under her wrathful gaze.
I pray that this is just a phase.

She'll be my friend again, right?
She just had a fright.

Because I wanted to play with other girls.
She's not violent, she won't pull out my curls.

But like a panther, she follows me.
I don't need friends, I have her company.

I need her more than anyone.
She reminds me of what she has done.

Pushed others aside, just for me,
I'm her assistance in the shark-filled sea.

She's just looking out for me.
She's a good friend, now I see.

Even if her temper is like fire,
And makes me feel as though I am burning on a pyre.

And even if she makes me cry,
I must remember that it is I

Who causes every slip up
She, after all, is the grown-up.

She is the bestest friend I could ask for,
I'm must be grateful towards her.

But snakes are alluring and hypnotic,
And I didn't realise she was toxic.

So when she bit me hard,
I didn't cry.
I was mesmerized by her eyes.