I cant hate her

I hate the way she copy's me
an echo i do hear
i hate the way she hugs me
and i hate her always near
i hate all the phone calls
and the way she puts herself down
i hate all the advice i give
it really makes me frown
i hate the way she moans and groans and tells me she hates her life
i hate the way she tells me she almost picked up the knife
its all for attention i know her all to well
she shouldn't have got this close to me
i can ring her like a bell
its not because i hate her
she's one of my best friends
but depression
she treats it like a trend