That's not true

You tell me you are busy. You tell me you don't have time.

I believed that you were swamped and tell you that it's fine.

You send a message on your phone. You do it all day long.

I watch your eyes light up the night in somewhere I don't belong.

You grabbed your stuff and hop on board to a journey which I can't go.

I'm left behind to ponder what it is you can't forgo.

You do stuff that are fun. You do stuff that are new.

It seems you think that I can't keep up with the interests that you grew.

You say it was a mistake. You say you regret it so.

I watch you make the same choices as the ones not long ago.

You hold my hand with love and hold it to your cheek.

I try to understand you but my mind is all so bleak.

You tell me it is friendship and that special friends are few.

I suggest that I can make friends too but it just seems weird to you.

You know that I get upset with this, yet you two still stick like glue.

I can't take the disappointment anymore from things you say untrue.

Too much untruths and withheld information don't make strong foundation for trust.