the friendship you just blown

What did I do?
Did I do anything to hurt you?
Why did you hurt me?
Why cant you see?
You were my best friend.
Was this out of jealousy?
Why would you be jealous?
Most people hate me.
I get rude notes everyday.
I didn’t do anything to deserve them.
It shouldn’t bother me anyway.
But it does.
And it’s sad.
And yet it don’t drive me mad.
Just a little crazy.
And my view is still a little bit hazy.
From all the tears I shed,
and all the blood I bled.
For you, but don’t look back.
I don’t want you to see me cry.
And I don’t need you there when I die.
Im better off on my own.
Just remember the friendship you just blown.