Note to Myself

It comes to a point in my life,

when I know that it's all just a lie.

All the friends I have ever had,

treating me like I have gone mad.

Do you know what, maybe it's true,

maybe I am just a little insane.

Maybe it's because of people like you,

the people that tend to cause me pain.

Theres times when I fell everythings ok,

that maybe it's all just in my mind.

I really don't quite know what to say,

because people like you are all I can find.

The things that I'm sick of the most,

is because I get used and lied to,

Of all the people I thought I could trust,

then why am I saying I'm through?