Every time i try and talk to you about everything that's going wrong you shut me up and talk about yourself.
When i took pills and cut through the entire night, i didn't even bother to tell you.
The day where i debate on doing it again, you're just concerned about someone else instead.
I think it is probably for the best that you do not know how i really feel.
You would probably hate me if you knew how messed up my head was, though you think you're worse off.
No matter how bad i want to scream that nothing is right, that i bleed, and want to leave, i won't.
I shall no longer feel the need to tell you things, there's no point anymore really is there?
For once i thought i had a friend that was like me, that would do anything for me the way i do for them- apparently not.
I just want someone to be here for me, like i am there for them.
Nikki Sixx*
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