It is just a bit shit

Carrying around weightless crap
Think you know all that?
Kidding yourself as a "professor"
But you don't even have your act together
When you are around me
Like I don't know who I am
When I was with you
I am ready to flush you down the loo
Holding onto what I thought was true
Hanging onto the idea that we would meet again
I wonder, how can we ever be friends?
You have wasted my time
Gave up too quickly (are you scared?)
When fix-ups come to show (you're so weird)
You blocked my number and I'm like "ok fine"
Just when I'm doubtful *sigh*
You come back around and prove me wrong bit by bit
But maybe my friends proved you right
You are not who you were
Failed, tripped, and dipped
It is just a bit shit