I feel like pushing you out of my life and
forgetting we had a friendship that lasted
so long. I feel like clenching my hands
around your head to try and make you see.
I feel I don't deserve what you're giving me,
but that I deserve the consequences of
my actions. I feel like you need to grow up
and finally let go. Let go and get over it.

I'm angry and I'm hurt, I'm sick and tired
of being treated like the bad guy. Oh,
everyone says it's understandable why
you're treating me like that. How does
that make it okay? I know when I was
hurt, when I was upset, I was told to
suck it up. That no one deserved to be
held accountable, even the person
that did it to me.

I feel like giving up on you.
I feel like wrenching your head from your shoulders.

You aren't the person you were when I met you.
You've changed and just like the rest of them,
you are showing how you really are. You're spiteful,
cruel, and completely selfish.

Okay, I said you're selfish. And if someone reads
this, well we all know what kind of comments I'll
get for that. "He isn't the selfish one, you are."

But that's okay, because I'm used to being judged.
It's okay, because I'm used to being wrong.

It's okay.
But what you're doing to me isn't.