You make me feel inferior. Ever time we talk it hurts and
you don’t realize it. You don’t care that I’m upset and cry when I’m alone. You
just care about yourself, how you feel. Not about anyone else. Especially not
me. You go around telling the world my secrets not even thinking about how it
will affect me. They’re not yours to tell they’re mine to sell. So the next
time you run crying to me about your problems just don’t. Because I won’t be
there to give you advice and tell you what to do. I won’t care about how he
broke your heart and hurt you. How they will make fun of you and make you fell bad. But I won't help. I just won’t. You can go tell people the lies
about me that make you feel better about yourself but in the end they will just
hurt you. I won't help you because it will be your time to feel inferior.
