What a blop

This is the lowest point in my life.
I feel like I've lost everything
Not even a best friend I can depend on to prove to me,
"I'm still here."
Honestly, we don't talk that much anymore.
Maybe it was a mistake to be around so much.
Nothing feels real and complete anymore.
I missed the old days
I thank my family for being my undivided comfort.
At this point, I can't go on any longer facing you.
In my mind, I can make it through. And I've tried, so hard.
You don't even know nor do you understand.
It's not in my taste to sugar-coat everything.
Yet I also tend to lie numerous times even to myself.
A lot of people tell me that "ladidadidadida"
Easier said than done. Anyone should know this by now.
Don't you think that it has crossed my mind?
I tend to be out of line, I know.
Please, let's not stay in contact for awhile.
I need this time, too
To rethink, relive, heal, maybe.
'cause we're two parallel planes
Two people whose lives will not cross, again
Sayonara, baby.