Cry, be sad Honestly, Who cares, It seems as though thats all your good for, Being a good friend? Loving,caring, friendly are the words that should come to mind, But no. You dump your problems, Like trash, On to others, Saying: “Im just letting go” But really your attaching yourself, Like a parasite, Injecting your melancholy into our bloodstreams, Sickening even the best of us, And of course, When someone complains, Its because they hate you! Or find you annoying! But what if they love you, But no, You just cry, Be sad, Honestly Who cares.