Still Here

Looking on as people walk by me. These scars are still here, the scars that you made. You thought that it didn't hurt me when you said all those things about me but here are the scars still on me. All those things you promised not to tell anyone, gone in the air along with our friendship. I watch as the wind blows it away. Seeking your advice again but you don't understand what the hell is going with me. I try to explain but your off in your own little world not even noticing that I'm even there. Going out of my range just to tell you that i'm going away forever and that you'll never see me again but you just take it as a joke and punch my arm and say nice one, but I'm not joking around I'm though with this pain and i'm though with all of your lies. This is my last good bye.