I’m tired of mourning friendships in which the people are still alivei’m tired of being the person that always cares more
I’m tired of waiting for a message that I’ll never receive
i’m tired of feeling guilty for cutting out the people who let me go
It’s easy to say “I’m better than this
I don’t deserve this.”
But it’s hard to live it
They say “the one who cares less has the most power”
But I was unaware a friendship was a war
In where one party held control
Deciding when they could let The other go
It’s hard when you care so much
And they care so little
But somehow they want you
To meet them in the middle
People can treat you how the want
And that’s fine
But when you do them the same
You’re the bad guy
But that’s fine, I’ll be bad
Let you go and live in peace
And finally all of our demons
Will be released
You can tell whoever
What you want about me
And know that about you
My lips will never speak
So here I’ll lay this friendship to rest
And wish you all the best
And though you’re still alive
I’ll mourn our friendship
That didn’t survive