10 Years

It's not like I expect you to read this
friend.
because i know you wont.
You don't see what I see.
You don't live how I live.
I could blame you for the past
and for the present.
But you still wont see what I see.
You don't know where I'm going
or where I'm coming from.
You see only 5 five around you
and you keep it that way.
Is my struggle any of your concern?
I've listened, I've advise, I've encouraged
while you sat in silence.
I don't hate you
but,
you fucking disappoint me
friend.