Why Are You Still Here

I want some one to talk to, I want that person to be you, but every time I try to talk, you find other things to do. Very rarely do you pay any attention, always wrapped up in your own thing, but yet I'm always there to listen to you, when you start discussions. Why you are the way you are, is pretty much a mystery to me, I've stopped trying to figure you out, because it only brings me misery. I've tried and I've tried. it's like banging my head on a wall, you just sit in silence, not saying a word at all. Your cold and your distant, don't know why I bother anymore, this really reads like you don't give a shyt, so why are you still here???. M.Mahauariki © 2012