the things i try my hardest to hide but here it is anyway

You Don't Mean It, You Never Will.

Where were you? Where the fuck were you, when you said you'd be there for me?

You said you would give me your coat during the cold, harsh winter. Guess what? The only thing I fucking got from you was your cold, harsh words.

What do you mean by "I don't have time for you"? When I've always listened to everything you've said, always helped you, even when I was busy.

Did it really never occur to you, how I felt? Hell, I admit, I'm fucking messed up, but I can tell you this. I don't deserve this. Nobody does.

But oh, no. From person to person, you promise to give them the world, but all you give them is a status. A status of being yours. A status of being related to you. And what do you really give them? Nothing. Your attention, even the slightest bit of your attention, has never once been directed to them.

Only fools fall for your selfish act. I was dumb enough to be one of them. You said I was your everything and pushed me to the sidewalk the next day. It was simple. I was merely a stepping stone to you. I was just foolish enough to let you step on me.

I am not yours, and I never will be.

"I will always be there for you", you say?

You don't mean it, and you never will.