you

I somtimes hope you die and that makes me want to cry
cus u used to be there for me
but u took all u could and im just sick and tierd
sick and tierd of everything
you
them
and especially me
why couldnt i see you only use me
or at least thats how it seems
and im usually right
at least about those things
im so messed up
i dont know where to turn
who to talk to
i cant talk to you its not like you would care
you dont even know me
not the real me
the one who thinks mean thoughts about you
and everyone just because im hurting
and it feels like ur hurting me
i cant stand how its turned out
i never imagined my life like this
having to put thoughts out of my head just so i can get by
having to fake smile to make it seem like im all right
but im not
and i cant stand you
it makes me cry when i wish you would die
because id just miss you....