You're probably the most confusing person I know,
You're scared to let your emotions show.
Yet you don't know how to hide them, I can see through,
You leave me wondering what I should do.
One day you're happy, the next day sad.
You ask me for help, but when I give it you get mad.
You blame your problems on me, yet insist I'm a great friend.
It's a cycle that goes on, and never seems to end.
I'm starting to get annoyed with these contradiction games,
The constant hating you, but calling me bad names.
I'm starting to think that maybe I made you this way.
You were happy when I met you, but now your not okay.
Now you're like a turtle, hiding in your shell.
That seems to be how you escape, from your own personal hell.
You want to be alone, yet you tell me not to leave,
You need someone to sit there, to talk to while you grieve.
Someday I'll make you smile, and this I always believed,
Someone will give you the happiness, you deserve but never received,
Because once when I was miserable, and didn't know what to do,
You were the only person beside me, there to help me through.
