fake like everybody else

my smile does not quite reach my eyes
my have a good day sounds a bit hollow
my wave a bit automatic
I am on auto pilot just going through the motions

I use to care
I used to be genuine
I used to want to make a difference
I used to be real

I got tired of being used
I got sick of being taken advantage of
I got abused too many times
and mostly by those who were supposed to be friends