You won't admit your faults, & thats bullshit to me.

We're grown as hell, but your still acting like your 3.

What's the use in lying, or being shadey as a tree.

Maybe its because you don't care about anyone.

Especially me.



Im so tierd of putting in effort into something thats

silently killing me. Learn to pull your own weightt, & not

to be so damn lazy.



Eventually you'll see just how good you had it.

All the smiles & the memories,

now regrets & tears.



I know thte reason your acting this way,

your heart's inclosed in a shell of fear.



But I don't know why.

Everything you need is there.

Maybe its not enough to make you care some more.

Which is why im half way out the door.



I dont want to leave but your given me no reason to stay.

I refuse to hold on & let things stay the same.

Either you talk to me & tell me whats wrong,

or you'll just have to suffer when this good girl

is gone.