Damn it!!
I was hoping there'd be no shitty high-school sentiment in the house, ever.
I have always been trying to keep both of us from misunderstanding,
I always making sure you feel appreciated, heard.
I did my best yet you failed appreciating the whole shit.
Why dont you tell it to my face if you think I'm sucked?
Why dont you put all the cards on the table?
Why telling shit about me to others?
let me know if there's anything left for our friendship,
because in the end, it's all about sincerity and sense of forgiveness.
P.S. And I can move on, either way you'll take.
