Look at your Life

You can't hear the beating of my heart
But you can see the movement in my face
You can see that I'm clearly breathing
And that I exist in this place.
But you obviously do not see
That I am a person too
And you should treat me like one
Then you'll see I'm just like you.
You do not realize this now
But when you treat people nice
They'll treat you nicely back
And they won't treat you like lice.
What the hell's your problem?
You just don't seem to care
About me or anybody else
You can at least pretend I'm there
I know you have the potential
But you just don't see
That if you change your attitude
You could be a great frien dto me
Start with simple things
Like "hey" "what's up" or "hi"
You make so many instant friends
And that is no lie.
You start being mean
And you cause a lot of hurt
Even if it's little things
Like you criticizing my skirt.
When you used to notice me you said
That I can't put on lip gloss right
But I never told you that you're being a bitch
Or that your make-up was too bright.
Another thing you used to do
When you used to nice me
Was talk behind my back a lot-
I know it gave you glee.
I try to be friendly
But you pretend I do not live
And you just walk right by me
Your attention to me is all I want to give.
When I tried to talk to you
You just walked away
So I decided to give up trying
I'm sick of you calling me "gay".
I know you don't care
But of you, this is what I think:
You are a freaking bitch
And your heart is full of ink.
Why did I want you to notice me?
I always ask myself now
I will never forget about
How you thought I was a cow.
I'm sure it wasn't just me
That you treated this way
Do you remember the ones you treated like crap?
Or do those memories just not stay?
I don't know if others think this
But you're such a crappy friend
And you'll always be one
Until the ver end.
What did I ever do
That you treat me like this?
I was always nice to you
But being nice to you will not get me bliss.
I don't know why I ever thought
That you are very cool
But it always seemed like
You were the coolest one in school.
Everyone always wanted
To try and be you
But now I don't know why they're wasting their time
I wouldn't want to copy the things that you do.
You used to be really nice to me
And all the other people, too
Then you got an attitude
And did you notice how no one is friends with you?
So what that you're blonde and ditzy
And all the boys go after you?
I'd rather have be smart and have friends
And know more than you ever knew.
You see the thing that separates us
Is hte people that associate with you and me
You have one or 2 people you call "friends"
And i have a lot more, you must agree.
Do you know what that is?
That i have more friends than you?
It's because I notice people for who they are
And not for what they look like, that's true.
Even though I may not like you
Very much at all
I at least acknowledge you're there
And don't treat you like another wall.
I'll act civilized to you
If you act civilized to me
It's as simple as that
Don't you see?
I wish somehow you'd realize
How horrible you are
And that it isn't I who was weird
It's you who is bizarre.
Come to your sense some time
And then you will have at least one friend
And people will start to like you.
This is now the end.