Sick and tired,
The phone was wired...

Do you like me?
Do you feel mighty...

I watch you walking away,
Hoping you'll look back...

I feel so bad,
I made you mad...

I am not a Leblanc,
I am not part of that clan...

I hate this feeling,
Your words send my mind reeling...

We are finished,
I was punished...

I am here everyday,
And no matter what I will say...

I think as I sit alone,
I sit here and stare at my phone...

Care for me when I need you.
Leave me when I want you...

If I liked one of your friends,
And you and I had come to an end...

It's been over a week,
So please don't critique...