she pulled that name from God knows where,
her name was lily,
from being my home girl to being someone i can't trust anymore
seems like the party life got ahead of her,
but most of all,
she was boy crazy and cried over lames when she knew better
as her friend,
i did support her and was there for her
no one ever filled my cups the way i would fill others
giving off hoe,
i can never be friends with someone who is selfish just like she was
always came up with new excuses,
what happened to friendship?
girls ain't shit either,
and this is why i have 3 friends,
you gotta stay low so no one knows your next move,
privacy is power,
and i don't think she knew what privacy was
YOU ARE READING
jar of hearts (a poetry story)
Poetrywho do you think you are? running around with a jar of hearts?
