I find it upsetting that the most fake people I've met are the ones that have the most fun,
friends to hang out with,
and have sleepovers.
Left with me, the most kindest and realest person, to be alone
to do everything myself.
To suffer silently.
All.
By.
Myself.
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Something Sad
PoetryA little one shot poem about a girl going through high school and wishing for a best friend to tell all her secrets and have fun with. She things about life and how it's sad without a best friend. She's a loner who has to just move on without them a...
