Look at you showing off your messy hair.
You must think you are so adorable,
But think again, you are not lovable.
Look at you walking around without care.

All the attention you get is not real.
No one can actually care about you;
You threw away all the ones that were true.
All the anguish is meant for you to feel.

But don't cry to me when you see the end.
You have should have seen it coming long ago.
I won't stand by waiting to be your friend.
This is the miserable life you must sow.

Embrace the solitude and cling to life,
For everything you thought you had was rife.