Depressed

I was sitting on my bed,
Thinking about our good times.
I slowly shook my head,
Realizing you were no longer mine.

I tried hard to just get over it,
Tried to hold back the tears.
Why do I have to feel like shit?
You made me live biggest fear.

I was afraid you'd leave me,
I was afraid you'd die,
I knew you thought I was crazy,
I knew someday you'd make me cry.

What the hell did I do to you?
Loved you but you still broke my heart.
Why did you tell me you loved me to?
You probably knew someday we'd be apart.

I should have known I was being used,
I should have known you were nothing but a creep.
Thinking that I loved you probably got you amused.
I couldn't believe I actually thought you were sweet.

Knowing that I wouldn't feel your kiss.
Knowing that I wouldn't touch your muscled chest,
Knowing that I wouldn't hear: let's stay forever like this,
I knew that I was going to be big time depressed.