And then people wanna come at me and blame me for shit saying I'm a bad friend when they couldn't even listen to me they say I talk too much but no I listen to much I listen to the shit they say but they cannot be listen to what I feel

And the saddest part is I am losing my friends who that I know I need right now because I am so hurt and I'm afraid of anything I might do a number that I love so many of them so much and I'm afraid that I wanna hurt them good ones leading to the pain that I'm feeling but some of them need

Someone needs to hate the way I hate because I am on the road to fucking killing myself and where the fuck are they they be like oh depression South hundred rude things but no you're just intensity got no the fuck I'm not

And they need to understand that I'm hurting because they are the cause of my hurt. And I don't know why they're not hurting. They're always the karma's a bitch. Bitch, where the fuck are you at? Come for them, not me. Please, I bet...