Friends are supposed to pick me up when I fall...right?
So why when I am crying in the corner you never ask me what's wrong
How come when I tell you my aunt has cancer you just shrug your shoulders
And when I am sick in bed and don't go to school you don't even care
Sad part..
When you aren't at school I text you to make sure you'are okay
When you are crying I pick you up and give you a hug until you're better
I guess you just don't care
I guess you aren't actually my friend
I am not going to let you do this to me anymore
Because I don't need another person to hurt me
Because I am independent
Because I am stronger
Because I am going to pick myself up and continue on my path like I never knew you