I always give you advice when you ask "Should I go out with him or that other guy?",
I comfort you when you guys break up,
and I even listen to all the drama that you're involved with.
But when I try to bring up my past, my feelings, my stories, how I hurt: you change the subject.
I tried to tell you about my depression, about how I thought of self-harming, how I felt. The conversation just went back to you.
I'm there when you need me, but where are you?
Great friends, huh? Yeah sure...
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