Reward

I’m so angry and so sad right now. The disappointments in me just change to anger at the fact of the situation. I can’t think, I can’t believe and I can’t imagine what it’s like right now. Seriously, you threaten me, you throw shit at me and you even talk shit about me, I don’t give a fuck anymore. I have stood up and help you further and tried all my best, but nothing means shit no more. It’s funny how money can change a situation. But leave that out now.
I just wanna stand up and walk away because I can’t take no more shit from you and I’m sick of how you would change. I will remember you, but I can’t embrace you. If I stay on I’d learn to hate you, but I don’t want that. I guess I’d just have to move on.
I’m sad that you just leave me hanging. You expect everything to be all right. You always bring money into the situation. You were my best friend penniless, now I’d just don’t know what you’ve become. You ask what happen to us, I’d say what happen to you? I’ve been the same person all along; you just didn’t want to come along. I sit down and think, I’ve tried, I push myself and I realise I’m not the one who’s bringing this down. As for the record, things would never be the same this time. I have lost all my trust in you. I still can’t get over the fact of what you’ve done.