You say that I'm stupid.
Ignorant.
You yell at me constantly.
Just because I make mistakes,
Doesn't mean I'm an idiot.
I'm sick of it.
You say that I need better friends too.
Maybe the friend I need to replace is you.
You said you resent me.
Just because I smoke?
Well I told you I'd quit for you.
I haven't picked up a cigarette in a month.
Yet you still find reasons to *****.
You're bipolar.
That's what it is.
You flip out on me for new things all the time.
And I always fix what you ask me to.
But this time I'm done.
I'm done being you're friend.
I'll sit alone on the bus I guess.
I don't need you.
Go cry to you're internet girlfriend next time you need me.
Because I won't be there anymore.