This is what it feels like.

When I finally saw what everyone was seeing.
I knew then, that you were not who I thought you were.

I thought more of you.
I didn't know I was such a bad judge of charactor.

I'll take the fall over this calamity.
I needed out, I was never meant to be there.

I never imposed debasement.
I treated you like an equal.

I got too close.
And now I must suffer for it.

I turned into something that I'm not.
I was clearly upset, I've always been a passionate one.

People are an illusion.
Friends, even more so...

I'm not cut-out to have friends.
I should come with a warning label.

"DO NOT OPEN IF YOU DO NOT WANT TO SEE INSIDE YOURSELF."

If I'm not stimulating you.
Then I'm pretty much worthless to you.

The things I do for people.
It's only me that takes it into account.

Who are you today, because of me?
Everyone always says they are better off, for better or worse.

Word for word, I have more enemies than friends.
Nobody is interested in singing my song.

Wise man once said: "What good are friends if they can't do you any good?"
Everybody is thinking it.

If I feel blue.
It's because I was abused by someone like you.