| They Didn�t Know, They Didn�t Care, They Didn�t Think |
| They thought I was strong But I wasn�t I appeared like nothing affected me But everything did When they needed someone to listen I was there, only giving advice when asked They thought I had everything So they assumed I was content They were way off Sophmore year, got into a little quarrel with one She said �get some self-esteem� They laughed I left the room, hating them, hating myself My other friend found me trying to scratch my wrist with a nail file She told them, they laughed They didn�t understand Or maybe they didn�t care Junior year, we used to be at this girl�s house all the time I used to look at her big kitchen knives some times, She told everyone that I like to play with knives They laughed. It hurt. Everyone thought I was a psycho We had a bomb threat, in a class I told my friends from that class that I would die for them This girl who was a semi-friend, told me to kill myself already After that I thought why haven�t I yet Senior year, they didn�t need me anymore Someone else had a car, I was left in the dust Saturday night, only time I went out with them They still hurt me, I was left alone I would have to sit alone in my car Waiting for their call Crying and wondering why and feeling alone These were my friends, they left me out Cuz I didn�t drink, didn�t smoke, didn�t do drugs They called me a bitch But did they ever wonder why I had a job, I had to get good grades I had to obey my parents And then I had to deal with them. They said I had the perfect life Because my parents paid my bills But i did pay, emotionally Everything I did was for others. And at the end of each day, I had no one. |