There's people I miss,
People I wish I was with.
The ones I feel who have given up on me,
The ones I feel I have given up on.
There's people that I used to talk to,
There's people that I used to love,
But these people don't want to talk,
And when I think about it,
I dont want to talk to you either.
I blame you,
Not because I hate you but because my pride is better than missing you.
I blame you,
Not Cause you're a bad person but just Cause, *******.
And **** the memory of you.
I blame you,
Because sometimes my thoughts get out of hand,
I blame you, this is Why I blame you.
Do you wonder Why we don't talk no more?
No you don't.
But I do, and ******* for that.
And because of you
There's people that I miss,
And people I wish were dead.
Wait, Hold on I take that back.
These people have already been dead to me for quite some time.