The feeling of disappointment.

i just wonder...

why is it that everything u don't want me to do, i avoid.

the only request from me - for you not to be emo over stupid things, you can't the least try.

and you're the one complaining, i don't care about your feelings?

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what about mine?

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you wound me each time you pull that face and shut yourself off in silence.

my heart cringes when i see the look of melancholy in your eyes.

the obsolete tone in your voice makes me feel like crying each time.

even your text messages slice right through me.

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what have i done?

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you don't know how you effect me.

you don't have the slightest idea.

and you just don't care.