My soul is rotting
In a ditch
My body trembles
As you speak of your pain
I think to myself "Why should I care?"
But nothing changes
You remain right there
My heart stops
Every time you appear
Nothing has changed
You still remain here
My mind is a' wasting
While you carry on
You think that I care
But you, my friend, are wrong

Am I wrong not to care?
Am I wrong to despise our long talks of our pain and our losses?
I feel bad about the way I am feeling
But the thoughts are true nonetheless
When your friend died..
When you almost got kicked out of the house..
When you had to sleep on the floor with no blankets..
I was there and I talked to you
But more problems keep arising
Its like your life is a never ending story of pain
If I was a true friend I wouldnt feel this way..
Maybe you should dump me on the curb
But my feelings stand true
There is nothing that I can do
 
Copyright © faeries_exist, All Rights Reserved