The day you left, I was for sure you'd be back.
days with out a call, I figured you were okay.
No one talked about you for weeks, no one asked questions.

Four years have gone past since you have even said hi to me.
You expect everyone to be okay that youre back?
I have grown to hate you.

The stories i made up about you so I would be okay.
Then our parents tell me the truth.
You took my best friend and turned him in to a demon
I want nothing to do with.

please just get out of my home
and go away for four more years then maybe ill want to see you.