I warned you,
I told you multiple times.
Nobody listened.
I told you how this works.
You told me otherwise,
And it was all a lie.
You told me you weren't like them as if that is true.
You told me you'd be there, but we're you?
You and them are just like everyone else,
Molded.
Formed into the perfect human.
Made to have people.
Friends.
You have a group of friends ,
And I have never even been called one.
You claimed you were one.
I disagree.
Because from round one,
I've meant nothing to thee.
I knew you were going to leave.
I saw it coming.
I saw it start,
The drifting,
The shadows,
The hearts.
You were never my friend,
Or me ever yours.
So why did you lie,
Just for?
No one has been my friend and no one ever will.
I changed myself for friends but they're all frail.
You say you know when I'm sad but you know nothing.
I'm done with friends like you that think they know everything.
YOU ARE READING
It's a Sometimes thing
PoetryA collection of poems I've written that span over many years. They are pretty depressive so please read with caution.