If I walked away, would you care?
If I disappeared, would it matter?
Maybe it is something I cannot bear.
But for you not a single thought shattered.
If I was as good would you care?
Or is it only the skills that you seek?
For if I was to go, not a word to anyone.
Nothing would be less bleak
But if she was to go, you would cry.
You would return to a shell
Throwing your pain to the sky
All because she was more skilled than me.
Do you judge by who they are?
Or what you have to gain?
Because now that I see, who you want to be.
To me you do not care for others pain.
I thought we were friends.
That I could trust you
But in the end
That proved not to be true.