I wonder if you would be the same,
if people started to notice.
What would happen if they noticed the wonderful person you are?
Would you be the same funny friend that you've always been?
Or would you suddenly forget that I'm even here?
I wonder if you would cast me off,
if you started being the one people envy.
I know that you say all of this won't change us,
but I can't help but question.
You say you'll always be there for me,
and I really want to believe you.
I know you say these things but somehow,
You're slipping through my fingers.
Why are you ignoring me?
I'm asking you a question!
Doesn't what we have matter at all?
I guess it doesn't.