What Does It Mean?

I get...

I get tired,

I get lost.

I get hated

I get loved.

I get sad.

I get angry.

I get hopeful

I get away.

I last, throughout the night.

Just to face another in the morning.

Fighting.

That's all humans do.

Fighting.

It's just a simple tease in your view.

But I am sick and tired of being thrown about.

Like I'm worth nothing.

I have feelings too. I have a heart,

That gets broken every day by people like her, him, they.

Do they know nothing?

With their endless boasting and roasting of comments that should mean nothing?

While I stay up at night with things like that...

Can't I just forget about it?

No. I cannot.

Because a true friend knows what to say and what not to say.

It's ridicules how many people don't know how to act.