Before the doors close

Before the doors close and you really do disappear can you just tell me that once you really did care � to prove to me that your friendship wasn�t for nothing, to show people who say you weren�t worth it that you really were because even though we aren�t mates now I still care I only wish that you still cared for me but now I know that you don�t and I can live with that because life isn�t all about birds happily chirping it also can be like the sun casting its light into your eye� like an everlasting pain. But its ok if you have true friends by your side, although how do you know if your friends are your true friends? Don�t you sometimes wish you could die only to see who would go to your funeral? Life is harsh that way. But its what you make of it that makes it worthwhile not what you think of it.