I Am Still Here
Independence...relying on no one.... people have left me with no choice...I'm trusting no one....they left me without turning to say goodbye....why tell me that I'm a good friend if you're just going to leave me? if one day you're just going to pass me as if you don't know me? Or stare right at me but turn away without even a wave? It hurts...it hurts me... but now I don't care...but someday when you stop and glare I hope you notice that someday I was once in your life...YOUR friend.