When I walk the halls and see you, I get the urge to cry.
You make me want to cry!
Tears start to form under my eyes and
All the memories come rushing back like it was just yesterday.
But when you see me I don’t phase you.
What’s up with that?
Did I mean nothing to you?
I guess not.
I never was anything to you was I?
Just someone to manipulate.
You tell me one thing and your buddies another.
Then you lie about it all.
Who am I suppose to believe.
