Friend... Not!

You make me physically sick!
You sadistic,
Pathetic,
Pitiful,
Disgusting,
Little prick.

I did everything I did for you!
I would die for you if you asked me to!
But I'm not going to cry over you.
I'm not even going to give you the sick pleasure,
of me dying over you.
I guess it'll be better.
That way.
I'll live to die another day.
I'll live to die some other way.

You're not worth the effort.
You're not worth the pain.
You're not worth the oxygen.
And the energy I'm wasting.
Thinking about you.
And how I despise you.