After All This
everyday I push you away
and you still ask how I am doing
I never return your calls
or pleasantries
I run when I see you in the hall
I hide from you
I mock you
and yet still
after all this
you want to be my friend.
After All This
everyday I push you away
and you still ask how I am doing
I never return your calls
or pleasantries
I run when I see you in the hall
I hide from you
I mock you
and yet still
after all this
you want to be my friend.