People keep telling me not to care.
I dont think it's very fair.
They don't understand what I think of you.
Most of the time I regret what I do.
I shouldn't of given u that note yesterday.
I should of just pretended everything was okay.
I sit here and wait for your call..
Even though I don't want to talk at all.
What's the matter with you; why can't you see?
When you do those things it really hurts me.
For some reason I don't cry at night anymore.
Maybe its because my hearts already so torn.
I'm tired of all your secrets and lies.
I'm tired of the tears that flowing from my eyes.
People think I've got it so great.
But that's only because I bottle up all the anger and hate.
I never let anyone see me mad.
because later I get guilty and feel really bad.
I write my best poems when they're about you.
Maybe it's just because I have to,
Let out all my emotions, which are so strong.
Even though I know some of them are wrong.
If you'd just tell me things!
You'd see what your honesty means..
To me, but maybe you just don't care.
No wonder friendship like ours is so rare.
 
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