People change

I tried, but couldn't.
I'm really mad at you.

I think I hate you.
I feel bad for hating you.
Let's leave it that way.

So I'm only good enough when I'm mentally healthy. I get it.

You knew I was broken from the day we met.
I thought I had your support.

I always thought you were my guardian angel.
You know I don't believe in that spiritual shit.
But I really believed that.
I thought we we're better than that.
Now I see it was only my childish side dreaming.
There are no guardian angels.
There's people who's going to give you hope and then disappear when you most need them.
They're always going to disappoint you.

You know that "believe" tattoo I was going to get it?
I don't believe anymore.

You know me since I was little.
You helped me.
You gave me hope.

I guess people change.