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The Spine Snapper

The Spine Snapper

It's been quite awhile since I let this out,

took me about seven years to spill it now.

I had a best friend with a dirty mouth,

spilling words about me as bad as it sounds.

We met when we were kids,

everything's fine for a few bits.

"You're my BFF," she said.

The word made me cringe but along I went.

So about two years after friendship deals,

she's no angel but a demon who'll mess how you feel.

She calls me ugly, disgusting behind my back,

and I tried to move on but the more I lacked.

All those whom she spilled beans,

got news from her about me.

None of them would spare conversation

from someone falsely mean.

I'm helpless, friendless,

or maybe rather defenseless.

I couldn't leave her at all

or I'd be alone around the halls.

I feared her my whole life,

she was the pending sharp knife.

One move and she'll stab me,

she'd make sure I'd want to die.

So the only friends I had;

were a Wii console and stranger's hands.

I became that social internet freak,

because in reality, all I am is just weak.

Then came fourth grade,

and finally came the day.

The day I thought I found love,

because we both seem to like the same stuff.

Of course being the stupid kid I am,

I told my 'BFF' about this man.

She threw an insult against my interest,

screwed a bit with my conscience.

Me and the guy became pretty close friends,

we called at night, played games

with the time we could spend.

We supported each other through smiles,

happiness used to be a reality less than a mile.

When he needed money, I gave him,

when I needed company, he'd make me grin.

But of course, everything came crashing down,

the last day of school, I became a sad clown.

When I entered the bus a kind guy told me,

"He never liked you. I'm really sorry."

And I cried that day when I came home,

he convinced mutuality when we were alone.

So I called up my 'BFF' and cried what I felt,

but I died even more after what she said.

"Me and him were actually together the whole time."

how shameful of her, that's a friendship crime.

She lied about everything behind my back,

especially when I thought I had nothing to lack.

Of course being stupid, I forgave her anyways,

because she manipulates me with her fucking ways.

And that's the moment when I realized something,

men prefer beauty which makes me worth dumping.

Oh love, such a fairy tale on how it sounds.

Not anymore when it's stomped on the ground.

Everyday I lived my life miserable because I felt something,

I became once again a girl who's not worth living.

Devoted my life on movies and games,

the saddest part was there was no one who'd play.

So in fifth grade this kind girl came to me around 2,

she said, "Your BFF is backstabbing you."

So the next day during lunch I confronted the cunt,

she says, "Yeah, I was backstabbing you, so what?"

Have you had no shame for what you done?

And everyday I never felt beautiful,

everyday I never felt suitable.

Every single day, I'm being used,

and tomorrow no bomb's diffused.