"She doesn't understand that I don't wanna chill, she messages me, I don't answer, but still, she hits me on my cell, but I never reply, and she never complains, never asks why, because she thinks I'm her friend, but I don't know what to do, I wish I could tell her, I wish she just knew, that she's a nuisance to me, like an untied shoe but deep down inside I'm really just through, talking to her because I feel like I should, boy, if I saw her, just know that I would, smile away and wave 'till the end, because really, after all, she still thinks I'm her friend." -It feels good to vent out your pain in a form of a rhyme scheme... Everything came to me so suddenly because I feel awful running away from this girl. I really want to tell her how I feel, but I can't because it'll break her heart it'll make me look like an ass...