History Repeats Itself

You were new, I had been once, And so I offered you my friendship. I gave you my heart, my trust, Some candy to share And a welcome to this new world. You took the boost up I offered you, Made new friends, Then tore me down Until I found myself below you And all alone, as I had been before I had come here. What strange power was it? I sit in the moonlight, Protected by tree branches, And wonder how many times I will have to escape it, The power that ruins your friends. I feared you then, I fear you now after so many years, A tormentor I could not escape, Too small and pretty and well-mannered to fight Too cruel to ignore Too cold to ask for a reason why. You were the force that destroyed me, So finally I left. And I sit in the moonlight, While tree branches pretend protection And wonder how long I'll be running away Running from you and that power. For you are new, And I once was, And your smile seems to offer me friendship Your vulnerability is a challenge, "That was years ago", So friendly, now Can you even remember? If I let down my guard, Will you still tear me down? But am I hard enough to hold back My friendship from one who needs it? So I sit in a tree, Cold in the moonlight And still so afraid Of your eyes in the stars And a power that has yet to fade To make walls crumble with words And to tear people down And I pray that you won't hurt me Again.