You act as if I weren’t around
Yet you smile and say we're friends
Does that word mean nothing to you?
It seems that it doesn't.
What you say, how you act,
Two totally different things
Am I only here for your amusement?
Am I only around for you to have pity on?
I scream when I go home at night,
I cry because of how you act.
It is pitiful.
I hear you snicker behind your hand
I see you roll your eyes.
I have heard you answer yes when I ask you a question,
Only to hear you whisper about me to Your friends.
I have heard the whispers,
The giggles
The scoffs,
The laughs
I’ve seen the turns
The smiles
The hateful glares
The way you circle up
If you ever call,
You treat me like a king on the phone,
Yet I know that when I see you again,
It will be back to the ignoring,
And everything else
We could be friends
It could be great
If only you would stop
Because
You act as if I weren’t around.
So you get the drift?Hi. Me. I'm 19 years old. Male. Nothing Special but Just a Guy Searching to be like Christ.
Mitch
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