My friend, you are my biggest foe.
The things you do to me
You will never know.
I'm tired of the convienence
That my friendship brings to you,
And when I need you there,
You not seeing me through.
I'm tired of the pettiness;
I'm tired of the lies
I'm tired of no "Hello's"
And always hearing the "Goodbye's"
Do I really mean anything to you?
Do you really care?
Maybe you will miss me when
I am no longer there.
I'll see you through 'till the day I die;
But let me tell you this:
I will no longer cry.
Not for me, and not over you...
I'm always here but you never see me through.