I opened up my soul
and you stuck the knife right in
I never saw it coming
and still can’t understand
I’ve never trusted easily
and yet you found a way
to get past all the walls
and remind me why
they were built at all
I thought you really got me
I thought we thought alike
I thought I might’ve finally found
a friend I could rely on
We both were missing something
and I hoped we could find it
I guess I never realized
that you didn’t want my help
And I’m not worth the work
of even speaking face to face
I would’ve done anything
just to see you smile
Still probably would
which even I admit is sad
The idea that I might’ve hurt you
makes this all more painful
and harder to get past
Why do I even care?
You’re the one that hurt me
so bad I can’t move on
over misunderstandings
and mistakes made in moments
though you won’t hear the explanations
I’m not worth it to you
My friendship wasn’t worth it
and that’s what hurts the most
My friendship wasn’t worth it
the trouble I guess I brought
It wasn’t even worth it
to let me have some closure
You’d rather just disappear
and pop in on occasion
to see me spill my mental anguish
on on virtual pages
for everyone to mock me over
But this is all I have
So here I am again
writing words that will embarrass
another piece that I’ll regret
But it’s hard to care
when the only thing that gives me
even a moment of respite
is pouring my heart out
to someone that wouldn’t listen
and a world at large that doesn’t care
