YOU KNOW WHAT HURTS?
I've tried to talk to you about my feelings.
And when you didn't like it,
You stormed off.
Leaving me torn and crumpled like paper.
Next,
You said you were never round at my house.
So I invited you over to hang out.
You never came,
And you were the one complaining.
I thought you were my best friend?
Not my bully.