Crows (I Don'T Really Mean This I'M Just Tired) Poem by Twisted Moon

Too empty to even cry
All my friends are gone
And I know exactly why
They've turned their backs on me and moved on

I pushed them away
Took them for granted
Watched their love for me decay
Their souls grow disenchanted

But what I cannot fully understand
Is how I just got hung up on the shelves
I was always there to lend a hand
Whilst they care only for themselves

And they question my current actions
But they don't realize something
Theyre are the reason I have been reduced to fractions
But I guess I had it coming

And I don't need them
But it doesn't seem fair
When there was something wrong with them
I was always there
I cared...

I just don't see how they could do this to me
But whatever....
I am nothing to them and they're dead to me
I guess nothing is forever