Broken

Friends

You see me suffering but you

don't do shit.

Ignoring me as if I

never existed in your world.

You say sweet things

but you never mean

them.

Why do you do things

like this to me?

Do you even care?

Or is your mind set on

"auto friendly" whenever

you see me?

I know you hate me.

Don't deny it..

You were my

good friend.

But you fled to

meet any new friend.

You need to take breaks

from people sometimes.

But not from

the people that need

your help the most.