You have no idea what pain really is
yet you cry to me all the time.
You have never experienced real loss
yet you tell me your heart is breaking.
I listen
I comfort
and then I look in the mirror and hate myself.
How can I sit here and tell you you're right
when I think you are so wrong?
Why can't I just look at you and tell you
to get over it
life goes on
suck it up and go on yourself.
But no even though I am so "mean"
I can't tell you that
because you believe that this is the worst life can get
well G_d bless you if this is the worst it gets for you.
Maybe I am just bitter
maybe I'm cynical
but I've lived a lot differently than you.
Life has kicked me in ways you cannot fathom.
So I'll sit here with you
and dry the tears you cry
about some boy who broke up with you,
though he's still alive,
and never cheated on you,
you just grew apart.
And I'll let you believe that this is the worst thing to ever happen in life
and I'll look in the mirror later and hate myself.

11/14/2003

Posted on 11/14/2003
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