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What the hell
Did I do?
What the ********
Is wrong with you? stressed
We were best friends;
I'm always so kind,
But that to you
Is some kind of crime.
With him it's always
"Haha" and "You're right!"
With me it's always
"Get out of my sight!"
Why do you do this?
Why are you so cruel?
Is it because
You're socially cool?
Well grow up
It's no longer a joke.
You are so serious
Like you wanna wring my throat! cry
I want to be friends
But the passing look I get
Is no longer friendly
But more of a threat.

But I guess don't get mad.
I don't really blame you.
For even I
Hate me too.
You can laugh at me
And tease me too.
But I'll just cry
And yell "SCREW YOU!"
Then I'll run off
And you will laugh
And don't deny that
It's almost a fact.
I'll run to my room
Get a knife
Cry to myself,
Shortening my life.
Then maybe you will see
Why I'm sad
My suicidal emotions
The life I once had. emo