When they are walking alone they hold hands as they roam.
But she must let go before her friend is close to home.
Once her friends mom saw them together, she got beat.
Hard to figure how a mother harms a child so sweet.
Hurts seeing bruises on the face of one you adore.
That is why they cannot be seen together anymore.
Fearing that in the end both of them will be hated.
To admit how she feels she has waited and waited.
She lays down hearing parents phrase “it is just a phase,”
Holding a picture a flood of tears rolls down her face.