Some "friend"

by LKA   Mar 2, 2006


Im always left to pick up the pieces,
From when your heart is broken,
Shes the friend that hurts you,
From the harsh words spoken.

You always expect me,
To be there,
But right now,
Im not so sure that i care.

Im sick of not knowing where i stand,
Im sick of being used,
Im annoyed with you playing games with me,
Im tired of feeling confused.

I dont want you to care,
Your a nasty friend,
When are you finally going to realise,
This time its the end.

I dont get this,
Why you set yourself up to get hurt,
You know they say things about you,
This would be by far the worst.

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