cant you see?

You chill me out, remove yourself...
You sit in your own comfy health...
you cant or wont see what I see...
The ridicule and games for me...
The txts and the mail games...
She hasnt and will never change...
She has to gossip, lie and fool...
And youre her playful little tool...
I now have proof of what shes done...
And none of its been done in fun...
But you wont see, cos you wont hear...
A word of me or my dispear...
I ask for only just one thing...
To just see me, the proof I'll bring...
But you wont let your pride come down...
Shes treating you much like a clown...
A joke, thats what we are to her...
You, wont sort it, im a blur...
Why cant you climb from your high horse?...
Nip in the bud before its worse...