i can’t stand

you anymore

then why

listen?

because if i didn’t

it’d hurt you,

i’d become the

villain

because i tried

to save myself

because caring

is selfish

and hurting

is selfless

well then leave,

i don’t care,

the tears will become

one with the

earth!

guilt tripping

me

again!!

haven’t you had

enough of my

blood spilled

on the dirt?

and you wonder

why i want

to leave but don’t.

i don’t know!-

please tell me,

i don’t care

if the truth

hurts, i

really don’t!

you want the

truth? the blunt

way, without

the sugar

coating?

without the sugar

fine.

you are

too soft, things come

too personally to

you, everything

becomes about

you the second

i tell you of

a trouble

of mine,

for example,

don’t you remember

when i told you

of the blood

under my nails?

yes, i

believe i said

i’m sorry

you did, but then

you said you wished

there was something

you can do,

and then immediately

apologized

because

“you’re a

bad friend”

and i can’t help

but agree