I’m not just a museum display

You can’t just make comments about me whenever you like

You can’t just come into my room without knocking first

You can’t just say things behind my back

You can’t just expect me to fix your problems easily

You can’t just expect me to cure your loneliness

Or your longing for a romantic relationship

You can’t just turn to me about your problems after you silence me

You can’t just expect me to forgive every single thing you do

Even if at the time you were feeling blue.

You can’t just do something bad

And believe that later I won’t feel sad

You can’t just casually push me away

And expect me to dutifully stay

I’m not your angel

I’m not a savior

I’m not your girlfriend

I’m not your heavensend

I am just your friend

Imperfect, like you

But if you’re going to be my friend

Be a decent one.