I never thought saying you were family,

would be something I regret.

I thought you were real family,

you're nothing but the rest.

You point you're finger at me,

saying I'll never forget.

But the thing is I can forget you,

I'll forget you like the rest.

Maybe I will think of you one day,

but not anytime soon.

You'll come into mind one day,

and I'll remember you became the rest.

So I'll push thoughs thoughts aside,

and remember the friendship ruined.

Because as I should've seen comming,

when it comes to family you're nothing but the rest.