You call yourself a friend?
You point out my flaws,
Every chance you get.
You start drama,
Just to make me upset.
You only talk about you,
And shut me down.
You sit there and complain,
But get angry if I frown.
You claim I'm asking for pity,
Because I'm depressed.
You say my life isn't bad,
And I'm just stressed.
You won't even ask,
What is going on with me,
You only care if you're involved,
Otherwise you will flee.
I cry suicide and you swore,
That I was an attention whore.
I'm asking for you to care,
But I hope you're aware,
That you're a bitch.
You'll be that way until the end.
But you will continue to say that you're a friend?