You made me feel,
Good, wanted and needed.
Now all I feel is worthless and used.
Left, and never thought of again.
How could I have been so dumb.
To think you might like me,
When it was all done.
You made me feel like shit once.
Why would I want you again?
But the very next day,
My CLOSEST Best Friend!
I hate you.
And I don't say that often.
Things have changed over the years.
I'm tired and sick.
Of everything around.
Especially you.
I wish I could eliminate problems one by one.
Trust me you would be first.
And to think, I thought I was special.
So nieve and forgetfull.
Congratulations, you did it again.
