Thanks for Nothing

I don't want to bother you
I just really need to talk
I'll try to keep it short
Because I know you're pretty busy
I don't want to take too much
Of you your time, but I am really hurting.
I've been smiling (or at least trying to)
Even though I want to cry
People believe I am true
But I feel so fake and I--
You have to go?
Ok. Nice talking to you
Thanks...
For nothing.

(I really don't know how much more of this I can take. Everyone is going to tell me it's a test and you're strong and you're going to pass and blah blah blah. I wish everyone would stop lying to me. I know you're reading this. SO WHY DON'T YOU HELP ME? i... hate... everything...)

Update: I asked you if you could find me a ride. You said you couldn't and I was fine with that, but don't tell me you know of another one but "they don't want to take people with them," because that doesn't help me out very much. You don't know it, but I cried after we hung up. I cried because you are in your own happy little world that you don't have any idea how much I am hurting without you... but now I don't even know if I want you around even though for so long that's all I wanted.