fall

i hate you more with each passing day.
im slowly running out of things to say.
everynight i sit and cry.
praying to god that you wont die.
why do i still cry over you?
why do i still care what you do?
its not like you notice or even care.
youre too busy talking to him, playing truth or dare.
maybe you do notice, but i never see.
because of your shit im not who i want to be.
i never wanted this.
never wanted the pain.
why do i keep
playing this game?
maybe im dumb or its just because i still care.
why oh why must i always be there?
why do i pretend you be your friend?
why cant i find the courage to make this friendship end?
i have one final thing to say after this all.
the more you do it, the harder you fall.