Why do I even bother.

I thought she was innocent and suffering.

I tried my best to help her and shed tears for her with out her even knowing.

She seemed like she needed help and even hurt herself.

Moment of weakness with alcohol showed me the almost truth.

She is not as I thought she was.

Avoiding sex because of situations was what I thought she was doing.

Guess I was wrong, stupid me.

She doesn't remember what she said, but I do.

Now I have a clear view.

Why do I even bother, if she doesn't care.

Not about her and not about me.

Stupid me for caring.

Stupid me for still caring.

I wan't it to end.

Please help me, I going down hill.