I am tired of being abused
By ones I thought had my back
Always ending up being treated like I’m the trash
I do want you wanted isn’t that great
Now just toss me aside, I know you’ll do it anyways

You’ll interact with me less and less then give me empty glances but it’s fine, the more you do this the more my heart shatters over time

You leach off me and steal my lifeforce and while you’re sane, I’m the one going mental
But it's cool, it's okay when your friend group falls, or decays don’t run to me to save your bad day

Because I’ve got nothing to say to you because why would I entertain your BS?

You dropped me!!! You left me high and dry!!! You used me for what YOU WANTED.

How do you think that makes me feel in the end?