What I Think

I've finally found the guts
To tell you what I think.
So maybe these cuts
Will find a way to heal.

I can't stand the way your eyes
Look right into mine,
Or all those lies
You happened to tell.

I don't like how you know i'm almost dead
And yet you still laugh.
Or how you said
All those cruel comments.

I hate how you know
You were just like me.
And you just take off 'n' go,
Like our friendship meant nothing.

You still don't hear my cries
That you have caused.
All because you despise
The way i do things.

I won't be a friend
Of a person like you.
But i want this to end
Like it never began.