Pain

When you say those words to me they make me die,
its not what you say its how you say it, no emotion and you could careless about me.
I sometimes think that you hate me and I'm a lesser being to you.
I sometimes wonder why I like you, you're so mean to me.
I sometimes wonder if you know I have cried over you, I sometimes wonder if you would care.
I sometimes wonder if you feel scared talking to me because you want to sound smart and cool but knowing that what comes out of your mouth makes no sense to anyone but you.
I sometimes wonder if you feel punched in the stomach by the things that you say.
I sometimes wonder what would have happened if I never said anything to you and we just stayed friends, I wonder what it would be like if you got to know me and saw past the "gothic" black that I always wear.
I sometimes wonder why I give a shit, you don't even like me. How about fuck you.