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I'm sick and tired of people just using me,

Never hear from them when they alright- They start to struggle,

And they abusing me- Like friendship isn't a 2 way street.

Do I call on them in my times of need?- No I don't,

But that part they don't see.

My phone rings off the hook when times are bad- Whenever they mad,

Or someone made them sad- Spilling their heart to me,

Like I'm the only friend they have- And it's so hard to be,

Or to even act like I care- Sometimes I think I do,

Then I realize nothings there- Not one feeling of care.

But they aren't aware- They just talk and talk and ask for advice,

I'm thinking in my head- "Just get a life"

And don't call me twice- Or 3 times in one night,

'Cuz you and your boyfriend had a fight- That's not right.

I don't hear from you in 3 weeks and suddenly we're tight?

I'm sitting there like- WTF are you thinking,

And don't call me up when you get lost in life,

No I can't help you find your way- I don't care if that's right.

Yeah that's right- I don't give a fuck about you,

The same you act like you don't care about me too.

Damn, who knew- That it'd come to this,

I am sorry people- But I am not your friend.

When you call me more often- Other than when you hurt,

Or when I can call you up and ask you how to make things work.

Maybe when you understand me- And you comprehend my life,

Maybe then we'll be friends- But until then we are not tight.









Michael C. Lucas