No more.

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I’m tired of being second best.

 

I’m tired of you treating me like shit

and me putting up with it.

You’re a terrible friend and I’ve been good to you

but I’m not good enough to include too?

You don’t deserve someone like me,

who loves their friends endlessly.

You can’t keep pushing me aside and then think I’ll come back.

That’s not how a true friend acts.

I need to stand up for myself and maybe you’ll see.

It’s too bad I can never speak honestly.

I let myself get pushed around because I just want acceptance

but if I have to act like you I’ll just take my chances.

I need to be me but that girl is lost.

Don’t you see there’s always a cost?

I’m struggling but I just smile and say

“don’t worry about it, I’ll be okay.”

That’s the biggest lie I’ve ever told,

and, honestly? It’s getting real old.

I hate how you act, I hate that you’re fake

because you’re a hypocrite and I made a mistake.

You put me down, make me feel dumb;

that’s not the person I want to be around.

It’s over, I can’t, I need to be done.

Don’t come to me when you’re the lonely one.

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