You Don't Have To Like Your Friends

Oh dear friend,
Do you know what it is like,
Do you know how to pretend?
Don't you get that I don't like you?

My feelings are cruel, that much I know.
But there is only so much that I can show.

I wasn't raised right.
My life full of secrets and lies.
Betrayal and hurts, no point asking why?

But my friend, I hug you because I fear being alone.
I talk to you to hide the secrets I have shown.
You must feel so special, but you must that inside,
I can't feel any guilt,

You say you know real pain,
if you lived my life, you wouldn't have survived.
So I tell you my friend.
Don't tear your eyes.

Because I don't even care for those tears.
My eyes are cold and hollow.
My thoughts are pretty shallow.
I know, I am a bitch,
but what can I do,
I already absolutely hate you.