Tired of being your outcast

You never f**king listen
You never f**king care
When I needed you the most
You were never there
You ignored me when I spoke to you
You ignored me when I cried
You never ever helped me
You never even tried

Always in a minute
Always not right now
Always later
Always in a while

Well I'm tired of being second best
Or always coming last
Tired of coming after all the rest
Tired of being your outcast
Tired of being at the bottom of the priority list
Tired of being the last resort
Tired of you never noticing when I cut my wrist
Tired of feeling so distraught

Now I'm bleeding, do you see me now?
Now I'm screaming do you hear me now?
Now I'm dieing, now I'm on the ground
But you tell me to shut up and not make a sound

Goodbye backstabber
Goodbye to all the fights
Now it doesn't matter
Because I'm ending it tonight
Goodbye to all your blindness
Goodbye my so called friend
You never being here for me
Has brought me to my end

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