Part of me wants to scream that you don't even know me
How could you?

Split
Cut up
We're all crazy

But lately
You've all been getting engaged and married and having babies

And honestly?
I don't care.

I don't know you

You don't know me

You never wanted to.

You only like the idea of acting like family
That's why you execute it poorly
Because the reality
Is that this **** is messy
You are not willing to move past it

Do not get angry at me
For being done with your fakeness.