Pretty tired

Bit tired of being nice,
I'm gonna go ahead
And roll the dice,
Tell all my friends that,
Romance's boring thing,
Take off the glasses that are pink,
I do not wanna anxiously think,
About my place and how I sink,
I need to go on a diet and play some sports,
To see the sun and take a walk,
See any confrontation as tough talk,
It's good that my anxiety was right,
I didn't even need to pick a fight,
All of my worries and my doubts,
Became so real in flashing lights,
It's honestly so stupid,
How they can say "I miss you",
And then just kill the cupid,
That birthed that feeling whole,
I'm done with all these people,
I do not want to wither,
Wither away in these stupid groups,
So I can make a friendly coup,
I do not wanna hear from them again,
I do not wish to see their soul regardless.