I wish you would read this.

Why do I keep you in my life.

I don't understand you.

I'm too nice.

I wanna believe that you are good.

In my face.

You are.

The moment you turn your back.

You're not.

You pull energy. 

And I don't have any to give you anymore.

It makes me laugh.

I see through it.

I just feel bad.

You ruined your music for me. 

The only thing I hear now.

Fake.

But I want to thank you.

Knowing you makes me aware.

I recognize. 

And I appreciate.

Good people.

And I'm surrounded by them.

And a new one just entered. 

I'm happy.

Thanks to you.