Human Punching Bag

i need some new friends cuz mine treat me like shitthey always let me down and im sick of itthey make plans with me then break them as quicki put up with all of it, and it just makes me sickeveryone tells me how i'm being usedbut i go back for more and just get emotionally bruisedits really odd someone as weak as me can handle all this hurti treat my friends like gold, they treat me like dirtwhy is it after all they do i still carewhen they ditch me all the time, i'm always still therei never give up or stop bein their friendi'll always be here until the endi've never done something, just to make them cryi've never tried to hurt them, and now i wonder whythey never consider my feelings, only their ownwhen i call for them, they don't answer the phonei always keep calling, hoping they're therei just wanted to call, to let them know i carethey can't understand why i'm always sadwhen i try to tell them why, they'd rather get madthey can't be there when i need them to bethey'd rather be blind instead of just seewhat my problem is and whats going onwhen i hope they'll be there, they're always goneits not really fair that i treat them as good as i docuz i know inside they won't treat me that way tooi don't wanna treat them the way they treat mecuz when they do it makes me sad and i don't want them to bei only want them to feel good and never feel sadi guess u could say im the best friend they had Written October 27th, 2001 © on Oct 27 2001 10:03 AM PST   18 • 0 • 1