You made me laugh You made me smile You were so warm and friendly to me But after a year I became your fear I have not changed I think you have, and alot You were really nice to me and a good friend back then That’s why I loved you so I still might And that’s the thing I feel like I’m fooling myself I am, I’m not, I do, I don’t, it is, it’s not Now you do not wish to speak to me You ignore me Even when I’m literally right in front of you You never look me But when you do You look at me You look at me like I’m the dirt on the street Existing but not mattering because I’m on the floor I am below you and them I don’t matter I am constantly ignored, pushed around, and hated by you I’ve done nothing to you to deserve this Think about how others feel It's not that hard to have the least bit of consideration Think of the Golden rule your breaking I've done nothing to you, you liar Why me Why you You
Why is the question we've all asked at one point. I feel like I'm living in the incorrect answer.