Back Stabbing Friend

I am a Mistake in this world I have no one that I know that loves me Would any one care if I ran away? Would anyone care if I died? I think most people would be happy if I died…. Maybe they would prefer it The way that people Look at me, and say things to me Just is there to prove it Even my friends act like this too Just to be cool And not look like a fool To be around with me They deny it all But tell me this If I called you my friend Would you say it too Or would you deny it like all the others We are friends…..nothing more And yet you still keep it up The name calling and the way you treat me Why do I go through it all? That’s not hard to answer Because I believe it isn’t so and that its all a lie That what you say about me Is just a rumor Because you’re my friend….that I don’t know Is back stabbing me Yet I still trust The one person I call my friend