Like I'm made of glass, like I'm made of paper.

This had been a week of misery and heartbreak.
I have decided to not care for you anymore.
Even though those feelings just keep coming back
when I see your face,
hey I mean in the end we won't end up together right?
Getting hurt now was better than getting burnt later.
You never took things seriously anyway,
everything was like fun and games,
and all you care about was whether you got hurt
or not.
And you get so emotional over small things, you flirt
'too much', and you take people for granted.
What exactly do I see in you?
What's more, we don't even have a common interest,
some crucial thing in friendship.
Are we even friends?
I don't know anymore, because you use me like a puppet, and throwing me away when you've got your
'person'.
I, really, really want to end this.
Well, what is most important is studies.
Studies gonna come first.
No time getting distracted by you.