Never said he's a friend

He’s not a friend

(He’s never said he’s a friend)

Too many mainpulations

Along the way to

That famous

‘rude awakening’

Many hints dropped about his

Various Neighbours’ invitations

To him—

Including her dinner cooked for him

It’s fine to be Disillusioned

In the name of looking for

Blissful partnership,

Or at least

Understanding Co-operative Communication

It’s fine to be Disillusioned

But not again.

So we might sit back for entertainment

While I enjoy some laughs

At your psychological pretensions

And yes,

You have such 

Knowledge

And with much Experience

But lack wisdom to accord similar respect

To another human being

As you work on me

Somewhat unwittingly to you,

 I’ve tried to feel   gen er ous

As I remember it is up to me

Not to be another of your victims

‘It’s your responsibility’ you often tell me,

In reply to any ‘no’ from me!

It seems to me I have no right to expect

Equal respect.

It’s sad the situation

But I cannot have you as my problem

Any more than I would insist upon

The vise versa suggestion,

For my problems which are mine

I am trying

To pull myself Out

Only after a sincere attempt

To communicate productively

But now it’s hard reality,

To accept that I need to Look

After my Self as No. 1,

Instead of me to look after

You as No. 1,

With no equivalent respect.

I know it’s cultural difference

To a very great degree,

And so, with all these difficulties

Looks like it’s an impossibility

In the time we have

To improve on what we

Enjoyed.