You say I'm your best friend.
That you care for me-
even love me.
You say I'm the only friend that actually stuck by you,
but you're never there for me.
You never asked if I was fine even though you knew there was something wrong;
you couldn't even pretend.
It's always about you...
Never about me.
You make me feel worthless.
Depressed-
as if I should exist.
You make me feel self-conscious about myself.
What stings the most is you don't even know how much he'll you put me though.
I wish for just once it could be about me-
Just one day.
That you notice how much you hurt me.
I want to feel happy for once-
good about myself.
But mostly I want a true friendship.
