you lie so easily to me.
why me, darling?
why?
you ditch me daily
you ignore me nightly
petty excuses flood my window
but none go recognized as sincere.

sincerity?
are you capable of it, my dear?
are you capable
of not making me feel like
i'm absolute dirt?
are you?
riddle me that.

you leave me hanging.
almost as if
there's a branch above my head
but open air between my feet and the ground.
you lie so easy.
you're never sincere.
have you ever really liked me?

maybe you don't know
what a friend is, sweetie?
a friend is loyal
a friend is honest
sincere
nice
you know, a *friend.