"I Can't Stand Wishy-Washy" Inspired by Voice of Power:

I Can’t Stand Wishy-Washy

We aren’t friends.

That much is clear every time you walk away.

But don't ask me to pretend it doesn’t hurt that you ignore me

as if our moments of comradery don’t exist.

If I seem unsure about where we stand,

it’s because I’m left confused every time you hop the fence,

trying to decide whether or not we can be friendly--

whether or not I’m good enough to be in your princely presence.

At this point, I’ve finally stopped caring.

Friends or not friends;

those are the options.

And if you can’t make the decision,

I’m fine to choose for us.

I’m worth more than your disdain and begrudging tolerance if we aren’t friends,

and I’m worth more than being treated like a dirty secret if we are.

I don’t need the confusion and frustration

your wishy-washy friendship stirs up,

so stop offering the hope

and allow me to walk away.