Complicated Life of a Teenager.

Untrustworthy Friends.

All I wanted was a friend like you,

someone I could trust with my life.

To be there for me,

and not to cause me strife.

Maybe I was wrong to trust you,

I really did think you were reliable.

But clearly I was wrong,

what you did was undeniable.

I only told you one little secret,

but everyone knew in one week.

What was your plan?

To make me feel insecure and weak.

Everyone giggled at me,

And that was bad enough.

When you saw me, you laughed,

I stood there hurt, but tough.

You keep others secrets,

and probably will forever.

But what you did to me,

was so cunning and clever.

You saw me suffer from the pain,

you saw the water trinklets run down my face.

You saw the sorrow in my eyes,

and that, you cannot replace.

I'm glad now that I have trustworthy friends,

they would never tell a single soul.

They make me feel like an equal,

and not like a puppet or a doll.