Me, My Life and I

This is why I try to avoid liking people. You meet me, think I’m great. Yeah, whatever. I let you in, feeling as if I can trust you. Maybe you would be the one that would stick around? You eventually find out who I really am, what I really do..you leave. Instead of trying to help, you leave right when I need help the most. Yeah, I can fake a smile, I can put up with a lot of being made fun of, but there is a point when it becomes to much, when all I want to do is.. I thought you would understand, but I guess I’m wrong. Do you really think you being mad at me will keep me from doing it? If anything, I’m more likely to give in. I just don’t understand how you can go from what we had, to not talking to me at all over something that stupid..