Is it possible to think you know someone only to discover a white lie about them? They had a chance to redeem themselves and they failed to? Why is it we have feelings that often are overlooked, forgotten, toyed with, and ultimately leave us asking, "Why do I hurt?"
I am not the one who portrays being someone I am not. I don't lie, I won't tolerate being lied to even if it costs a friendship no matter how valuable that friendship may seem. While I know these are my true feelings I am still asking myself, "Why do I hurt?"
Maybe there is just some underlying look or vibe that people receive from me that they just automatically think I am stupid? I don't get it - because it is they who are stupid to think that I am unintelligent. Apparently, they have forgotten all of the things I have told them to be truth, fact, feeling, and any other thing you want to throw in there. I am sitting here at 5:32 am left pondering the mere thought, "Why do I hurt?"
Don't thank me for being a friend when you can't be one back. Don't think you are being a friend when you lie to me even when I ask a direct question and you tell me no. When you lie to your friends or so called friends it is you who lack the friendship, the promise of being my friend, and the reward to maintain that friendship either way. Yet I still ask, "Why do I hurt?"
I just don't get it - why do people lie about such hideous and small things? Only to find that the lie is going to hurt someone in then end, if not one person, than maybe both, hell even more for all I know. I just want to know - "Why do I hurt?"
I just ask those who think they are being my friend or want me to be their friend, "DON'T LIE TO ME" don't ever lie - its impossible to restore the friendship and respect once given to you once you lose it. Thanks but no thanks - for now I guess I will just continue to ask myself, "Why do I hurt?"
Someday I'll get my answer, and then again, maybe I will never know. So, when I don't answer my phone for you, or your emails, or your texts - and I have stopped being your friend, just know someday it will be you who asks, "Why do I hurt?"
