so done

Do you think I don't have my own problems

Why do I have to deal with yours

I freaking hate it

I hate having to put my problems aside

I hate having to be nice to you every day

You say I'm the only reason you stick around

But I think it's bull crap that if I left you'd be grave yard bound

I'm done with your crap

Because you think I'm just one of those fake boyfriend apps

Who please you no matter what happens in there mind

But guess what that's not what you decided to find

Why did you have to pick me so I have this conscious sayin to put you above me

Why

Why