Clueless Asshole

I told you I wasn't alright.
I confessed to you.
I admitted all my thoughts - good and bad.
I told you so many things.
I thought I could trust you.
I made myself believe that you were actually listening.
I fooled myself by thinking you actually cared about me.
I thought someone would finally listen to me.
I thought someone would finally care.
I though so many things.

And after I told you all of that,
all you said was:

"You should really talk to someone."

Did you ever for one fucking moment think that that was what I was fucking doing?!