f u too.

This is to a friend I know in real life (in person) who has used me, and made me feel stupid but I still care about them.

Sometimes you don’t even realize how much your words hurt me.
I don’t even know why I’m still your friend.
Am I the next stepping stone, to the next temper tantrum you’re about to have?
Do I have a “kick me” sign on my back?
If so, let me know so I’m prepared next time.
So I know not to cry this time, not to care so much as to what you think.
I’ve given you myself, as a friend, a sister, a comrade in battle against a world filled of idiots and sinners.

I’ve been there when you were down in the dumps, high in the sky, on cloud 9. But what do I get out of this?
A “f**k you, im pissed, gtfo”
One day, I won’t be here to pick of the pieces of your broken puzzle.
I’ll leave an extra piece missing.
You’ll have to figure it out on your own.
I’m not going to be used as a stepping stone.

One day, I may end my life.
Or I might die of natural causes
But are you going to miss me or care?
I don’t know, and I wish I didn’t care.
But in the back of my mind, and behind my tearful eyes.
I wish I knew what made you tick, click and tick tick tick.
Its just one more tick from being BOOM.

I love you with all my heart,
Stop making me feel like I’m just welcome mat.