Im just so tired of it all
I listen on and on,
To your problems and issues.
I offer a shoulder when you cry,
A helping hand when you're in blues
I try my level best to be there for you,
To all of you my so called friends.
Have you ever tried doing the same,
Have you ever asked me how I'm doing
Or asked if I was okay,
Because only now do I know and realise
The bare truth that stares at my face,
None of you care as I do
I would give my all, burn myself out if i had to,
If it meant i could help you
But when I needed help most,
All of you scurry away into your holes. I hate that you took advantage of my kindness,
And used me to your end,
Do any of you actually care
Im human too, I feel the same as you
I never asked for anything back,
Yet when I bring up my grief
In an attempt to find relief,
You turn a blind eye and act as if you were deaf.
Well I guess I don't matter enough do I
I don't count as a friend,
Guess you only notice my existence when you need something,
Well good luck facing your problems on your own,
Because tomorrow you won't see me again.