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
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.
What are your meltdowns like?
Do they alienate your so called friends?
Have you explained to them what's happening?