Idon't know what to change in this poem either. can someone me out? it's called an unseen friendship.

i don't know if i trust my friend
but i don't really care
for she has never once seen how much i truly truly care
so i'm giving up on our friendship.
i know she doesn't want me there
i can see it in her eyes.
whenever she laughed at any of my jokes,
i look into her eyes but they are blank
as if there was nothing there.
that's when i knew for sure that she despises me most of all.
our friendship is unseen
yes, it is unseen.

Read the excerpt below from the poem "exile" by julia alvarez and answer the question that follows. i let myself lie back in deep waters, my arms out like jesus' on his cross, and instead of sinking down like i'd always done, magically, that night, i could stay up, floating out past the driveway, past the gates, in the black ford, papi grim at the wheel, winding through the back roads, stroke by difficult stroke, out on the highway, heading toward the coast. which literary device is used in the comparison between the speaker's experience of fleeing the country and floating in the ocean? i let myself lie back in deep waters, my arms out like jesus' on his cross, and instead of sinking down like i'd always done, magically, that night, i could stay up, extended metaphor symbolism simile theme