Problems. Poem by Christian K. Montiel

I call you yesterday but your mom told me that you wasn't there,
the problems between us don't change, I wonder why? funny now that I'm thinking that everything is going to be all right but I guess I should let you go some how out of my life for good.
My sister saw you yesterday talking with some guy I'm not mad but how fast a heart heals? too fast for what it seems but you know me I'm really not good on paying attention that is why everything between us fail.
I told my mom that I'm sorry I have fail as a son and to my friends I have fail as a friend, my friend amanda told me that I should stop making fake storys to star a conversation because I'm not just lying to her but to my self and I should be more honest.
The problems in my life don't change, they just got bigger with everyday that pass by, yesterday was my birthday but for me is one more day less into my life and I see that I got no friends in my life.
So this is not a poem, just a though in my head, and I'm sorry if can write poems about happiness, I just can't find it for more that I try and I lie to those that I was feeling ok when inside I die, as the lonely stars in the morning.