Leave, go out of me

You’re the thing that kills me

You let all my friends see

And then they leave

Why won’t you stay hidden?

Stop telling me lies

Because now all my friends have pushed me aside

Now all my friends have left me behind

Anxiety that keeps me from taking chances

Makes me paranoid of all the glances

Depression that makes me cry

Makes it hard to say goodbye

Dependence that makes me jealous and needy

And eventually makes people want to leave me

So please go away, stop being rude

                            And tell me would you be nicer if you knew what you put me through?