You stand there, toying with me behind my back everyday.
Coercing a fake smile on your face when you see me..
Do I really look that ignorant to you?
Honestly, I thought of you as a friend, although you did wrong, I told people how close I found you to be.
You were my first friend here; my first 'best friend'.
Friends forgive and forget, they treat their friends the way they wish to be treated.
I treated you like a sister..
Yet, you didn't treat me the way I treated you.
Time from time, people came up to me and reminded me of the shit you've been up to...
I always ignored it, finding the positive traits about you.
But after over a month of different people coming up to me at different times, I kind of got sick of it, yeah?
It's a fact that after 30 days of something, it becomes a habit.
Is talking shit your habit?
Honestly, I have nothing to offer, nothing to give.
I don't have materials like you, but I do have friendship.
And you threw it away, spat on it, ran over it, trashed it, and killed it.
I know I'm not perfect, but why must you, who isn't perfect too, pick out all my flaws?
What did I do to deserve that from you?
I'm the type of person who let's things go, yet why must you see how for you can go without me exploding?
Is that all I'm worth to you?
Today, I confronted you because you crossed the line for the last time.
You acted so ignorant, how could anyone not know how I felt?
So, I talked to you- basically yelled at you.
But I know I wasted time doing that- shit doesn't get through to your head with just words.
You're the type of person to use words against others, because it's a weapon that doesn't affect you.
You're honestly all talk no action.
When I started going at it, telling you everything you already knew, and the things you didn't know that I knew... your water works started.
It hurt me seeing you cry, because I was the one causing your emotional pain..
but for so long, you attacked me and caused me pain.
I wasn't sinking down to your level, but I was giving you a taste of what I felt.
Why would you cry so much?
I didn't cry when you went on with your habit.
And to break it all off, I told you to do something to me, which I will do to you.
You cried after you did it, because you felt like you hurt me.
Honestly, your words hurt more.
You wouldn't even know.
You don't know how much I was putting up with you and your fake acts.
Because you were too busy with yourself, you don't know how much I had to juggle.
I'm glad it's over now,
I don't know you anymore.
Fact Of The Day: 'One Dragon Head'? One Great Kid.
Coercing a fake smile on your face when you see me..
Do I really look that ignorant to you?
Honestly, I thought of you as a friend, although you did wrong, I told people how close I found you to be.
You were my first friend here; my first 'best friend'.
Friends forgive and forget, they treat their friends the way they wish to be treated.
I treated you like a sister..
Yet, you didn't treat me the way I treated you.
Time from time, people came up to me and reminded me of the shit you've been up to...
I always ignored it, finding the positive traits about you.
But after over a month of different people coming up to me at different times, I kind of got sick of it, yeah?
It's a fact that after 30 days of something, it becomes a habit.
Is talking shit your habit?
Honestly, I have nothing to offer, nothing to give.
I don't have materials like you, but I do have friendship.
And you threw it away, spat on it, ran over it, trashed it, and killed it.
I know I'm not perfect, but why must you, who isn't perfect too, pick out all my flaws?
What did I do to deserve that from you?
I'm the type of person who let's things go, yet why must you see how for you can go without me exploding?
Is that all I'm worth to you?
Today, I confronted you because you crossed the line for the last time.
You acted so ignorant, how could anyone not know how I felt?
So, I talked to you- basically yelled at you.
But I know I wasted time doing that- shit doesn't get through to your head with just words.
You're the type of person to use words against others, because it's a weapon that doesn't affect you.
You're honestly all talk no action.
When I started going at it, telling you everything you already knew, and the things you didn't know that I knew... your water works started.
It hurt me seeing you cry, because I was the one causing your emotional pain..
but for so long, you attacked me and caused me pain.
I wasn't sinking down to your level, but I was giving you a taste of what I felt.
Why would you cry so much?
I didn't cry when you went on with your habit.
And to break it all off, I told you to do something to me, which I will do to you.
You cried after you did it, because you felt like you hurt me.
Honestly, your words hurt more.
You wouldn't even know.
You don't know how much I was putting up with you and your fake acts.
Because you were too busy with yourself, you don't know how much I had to juggle.
I'm glad it's over now,
I don't know you anymore.
Fact Of The Day: 'One Dragon Head'? One Great Kid.