i got a splinter from that one.

i cling on you like pandas cling onto trees for life.
but you start to defy my arms and legs
i get scars from when you push me away
so i fall off but i don't leave.

that's just how i feel about some people i got to know.
the ones who stay, i'm ever so thankful.
but the ones who made excuses, who didn't care anymore
who turned into faces i don't recognize
yeah, you pushed me away.
i would have stayed forever.
and you know it.

i wouldn't have left for the world
and yet i hear endless excuses and whatnot about no time, no money, no nothing, no love left for me.
so i'm out in the cold. in the rain.
and you gave up someone who would be with you through thick and thin.
fair weathered friends? i know plenty.
laugh and the world laughs with you, weep and you weep alone.

i guess people always leave
and it's always hard to accept that.
it's happened so many times, different ways and sometimes they are the same person who came as fast as they left, sometimes it's just someone i didn't think i'd miss, sometimes it's someone i didn't expect to go, mostly i just think of those who left me out.

as insignificant one may be, karma returns to bite.
later on in life maybe, or it could be tomorrow
but nevertheless, i'm glad i never wronged anyone who left.
i had not lied or hurt you, you whom i once cared so much about.
and you've wasted it all and dumped it where you know i'd find it.

i'm still so emo over people who don't care about me anymore because i still think about you sometimes. i think about how we had that barbecue party at the park, when we first tried a cigarette, when we cried together over ex boyfriends who didn't want us anymore, when we got drunk and became the laughing stock of the party. when so many things happened and within that moment, it couldn't be the same if it wasn't you.

you took a little piece of me when you left for good.
i just wonder if you think about me sometimes like i think about you.