You broke me a little more.
At times I wonder,
Were you a friend or a foe?
I gave it my all,
Expecting nothing in return.
Yet all I ever heard was,
I was being a selfish being.
I've tried to be a good friend,
I'll keep trying till the end.
Even if it means knocking at a door,
Where I no longer belong in.
But I won't let go,
Real friends never do.
And maybe someday I'll try find one,
Who won't give up on me too.
