When your best friend tells you you're self-centered,
It has to be true,
Right?
It wasn't you,
don't worry about it.
You hinted it before,
but it was just rage.
Rage...
It makes a man lose sense doesn't it?
Changes a person in the worst way possible.
I am....
I am the lie.
I am living,
Living for the world to use.
The characteristics for a lie...
Stupid, cruel, meaningless, never getting you anywhere.
Damage done.
End of story.
The lie known as I,
Hates the world,
And is only kept here by the virgins.
The people who dont use me.
I want to say that I'm hurt.
That I'm in pain.
When I do tell you,
You say get help.
Did you ever stop to think,
That maybe you are the help?
Mom always said,
Never let a guy get in front of your friendship.
I never have.
It will never be about him.
Who ever him is.
Thats stupid,
and pointless...
I love you.
This is not just for one person.
Its for everyone I ever held as a friend.
In the end..
I think,
Are these words even meaningful?