You look at them
Once your friends
Now is strangers
Talk behind is normal
For them, I guess
Wonder what I'm doing wrong
To be left behind
With our memories thrown
With me drowning in those
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A Jar Of Heart
PoetryJust a little girl pouring her heart out in words Hoping the worlds understand Her friends, her family would always be there for HER
Friends
You look at them
Once your friends
Now is strangers
Talk behind is normal
For them, I guess
Wonder what I'm doing wrong
To be left behind
With our memories thrown
With me drowning in those
