The Walk

Nothing to miss

My life is hard,

but you don't care.

Tears are running down my cheeks,

but you just stare.

You care about yourself,

and yourself only.

So I just stay on my place,

feel so lonely.

But still,

you don't see the tears.

How come?

You already know me eight years.

I have to listen

to what you say.

And I do this,

every f*cking day.

Stop talking about yourself

and think about others.

Before you say something,

think about the words and the letters.

Maybe it wouldn't hurt ,

me and your friends.

But listen,

this is the time w

hen our friendship ends.

I can't stand more,

for goddness sake.

I am weak but at least

I'm not fake.

I'm sorry that it ended,

ended like this.

I'm sorry but I think,

there's nothing that I'm gonna miss.