Attention Seeker

I hear you whine of problems,
Which are apparently so big, life isn't worth living,
You broke a nail, so you'll end it all,
Your boyfriend wanted some space, I don't blame him.
But before you decide to top yourself,
You somehow always remember to call EVERYONE to let them know.
One day none of them will bother to try and stop you, purely because we all know,
You won't do it.

I sat and listened to you talk behind 'friends' backs,
And saw you act all innocent and pure to their faces,
Like butter wouldn't melt. As If they really are that stupid. They must be.
To carry on putting up with you. You never give, just take.
There's no purpose for their friendship with you... only pity.

It's amazing, woever is trying to talk to you, no matter what they say,
You have always had it that little bit worse.
I was your friend for 16 years, since primary school. I know you.
Yet 2 days after I admitted  I was raped, and abused by my father, my step father,
And basically every other man that's been in my life....
Suddenly, it was all happening to you, you're father ws raping you,
You were pregnant.

I gave you the benefit of the doubt, took you in.
I knew you weren't really, but that's just the kind of person I am... a shmuk.
While I had the brain tumour scare, MRI scans, headaches, hallucinations.
Someow you even made THAT about you. I really don't know how you managed that.
But, it got you more attention down the pub. Free drinks, and sympathy,
While I lay wondering what tomorrow would bring.

When the tests came back clear, I was overjoyed, we went out to celebrate
(I of course paid for everything)
The next week, no one was talking to me, They'd give me evil looks.
You're stuff disappeared, as did you. I soon found out why.

You had told everyone how I made it all up, for attention
Had put you through all that for nothing.
That with everything you'd been through,having this on top,
Had made life unbearable once more.

Youre the biggest faker ever, an attention seeking hussie,
Throwing yourself into bed with strange men each night, then tryng to cry on my
shoulder next day,
Never listening, only talking, well... whinging.
that voice of yours, hasn't changed since we were 5, it still sounds like a guineapig,
One of the most annoying voices in the world, cutting right through me.

yet they would all rather listen to you, you who lies to them all every day,
You who they apparently all hate,
Than believe me, who nver did them wrong.

You can keep your attention seeking pit you created,
With the wolves you think are there for you.
You've screwed it up, there's no fooling me, Not anymore.
Pretend to take your life, or actuall do it this time, it makes no difference to me.

I've been raped, abused, beaten, humiliated, hurt..
I have been through more in my life than most,
Yet, I don't hate those people, I would still help those people if they needed it.

But I loathe the very core of you.