Used

i feel sad for her since shes not going to be successful if she does this for the rest of her life (which is asking for the answers and not paying attention)

why do you use me?

its not fair

its too sad for me to deal with this

everyday,

now being used for more than what is needed

 

are you really my friend?

i dont think you are

the questions, the issues,

and i am the only one to answer them

 

im sick today

i dont want to do anything

and yet you ask me the same thing,

"is this right? can you change it for me?"

 

why do i have to be so smart?

those grades that you get are mostly mine

i should get the credit, you know

since you sleep,

you eat,

you don't pay attention.

but

you brag about getting the higher grade

and saying that she thought i was smart.

 

i am smart.

smarter than you will ever be.

 

i hate my niceness.

why am i still helping you?

because i am sad for you.

 

i wil be successful,

doing what i like to do best

i will make the money

i will be happy

 

you will not.

 

you will not be the person that your parents want you to be

you're going to be homeless

you are going to live alone

in a crappy apartment

now wondering what went wrong.

 

i know what went wrong.

i gave you all of the answers.

 

you're taking a test

to see if you are eligible for college

you text me

you text me a question

she begs and pleads for my help

 

i stared at the screen.

i texted her back

i grinned and walked home.

 

"u r on ur own..."