And I was like, "Why are you so obsessed with me?"

To the one that I have to hide from on a Sunday night.

To the one(s?) that will only talk to me about school.

To the ones that will only ask me for help.

To the one that will only talk in circles.

To the one that holds a barren grudge.

To the one that will only talk to me about useless subjects I frankly don't want to listen to when I've got piles of homework.

To the one that looks upon me like an older brother, and uses my image as theirs.

To the one that won't let me drive.