Hand Me Downs

I've got this picture of you stacked on my desk now on the wall
Nailed to a bulletin from a photo booth of us looking so young
And I haven't thought much about how you're no longer my friend
But I write you once or twice, we talk, it amounts to nothing
I've got some pictures of you Facebook reminds me that we had
And I can’t help but remembering

Now it’s been well over a year, I sometimes forget you exist
How we’d talk keyhole and testosterone and the trends and what you wished
It was never about me but you bought me presents like a kid
You were family and now you’re not
Now you’re nothing

I hope you’re happy but I’ve got a stronger feeling that you’re not
Do you still love me? Did you ever?
I’ve got nothing to show
I feel worse than I did

I took off the pin that you gave me last winter
Oh, it's so sad and you wouldn't know it's still in the pocket
Of a jacket I once had
The day that we saw each other
The time before we gave you all your stuff
But now it's in Pennsylvania
And you've forgotten me and I've given up

I guess that we never were friends
I guess we never were quite friends
But I never really had friends
You were the closest that I got
But now you don’t know me but say shit as if you do
And I’m still thirteen, incompetent, and never human

You're so unattached to me
I'm just another kid who you could stand
But you call me family
But we don’t speak, we never would
Sometimes I still miss you
Sometimes I still miss you

I still have the shirt that you gave me
I wear it most every week
But it doesn't cross my mind as yours
I don't really have much time to think
Of the five years you spent at my house
Watching me grow up and hate myself
And telling me your problems and wearing yourself out
I hope you’re well