Maybe I shouldn't hate you,

for what you did wrong.

Maybe I shoudn't be hurt,

beacuse you said it was an accident.

Maybe if I had heard you out,

we wouldn't be here now.

Maybe if I didn't stop,

we'd still be friends.

But maybe I don't want to be friends.

Maybe that's why I stopped,

talking or listening or helping

you out.

Maybe our friendship was one of those things

that wasn't meant to be.

Maybe it was you.

Maybe it was just me.