Air

You treat me like air,
Spit on me and never come crawling back.
Like you don't even care
If I someday didn't come crying back.

I wish you were air to me.
You wouldn't matter at all.
I wouldn't care who you are.
I wouldn't care what you did.
I could do like everyone else does.

They turn their backs when you do shit
I wish I could be just like them.
But I love you way to much
And that's why we're still best friends.