I want to know,
Why some friends are fake.
I need to understand,
Why no one will talk to me forever, again.
I know, I know,
Maybe forever's an illusion.
But if it is the last word,
Why aren't you my first forever?
I'm ready helping you,
Even you broke me down.
I'm ready listening to you,
Even you say to let you cry.
I think I'm a good friend.
I think I'm a fantastic daughter.
I think I'm an amazing sister,
And I know that I'm the perfect person.
I'm not that vain,
I know I am not.
If you think I am,
You don't know me, man.
Please, stop hitting me,
With your fucking words.
And please stop breaking me like a window,
I'm a person, not a glass.
