Published on 12, July, 2020
Why bother making friends I say
When i know I'm going to lose them in a day
What's the point, what does it matter
I say, sitting there getting fatter
I don't know what I'm doing wrong
I never seem to keep them for long
I try my best to make them glad
But it always ends up with me feeling sad
You trample on my heart like a wild bear
You just don't seem to care
Why, why I sigh
So in the end I don't even try
I sit there silently, only wanting to talk to myself or less
And give other people a rest
So now you know when you say
Do you want to play?
Why I say nay.
Never had any real friends, I don't think. Just people who feign friendliness, borrow money or use me, then leave me sat on my own.
I totally get what you mean, I'd rather be on my own than have friends nowadays
What are your meltdowns like?
Do they alienate your so called friends?
Have you explained to them what's happening?
i'm very selective these days.often find those who are outwardly 'friendly' when theres a lot of people around are the least reliable when things go *** up.a lot of people have to be seen as doing something, not because they want to, but more to show others that they 'care'.everytime i have a melt down, everyones like, yeah lets meet up, but it never happens, and normal service is resumed after 2 weeks.