It happend,
I'm not 13
I'm 14
Its scary
Its not how I'm getting older, but I've noticed quite a few people changing
She has changed
She is my friend
But when I talk to someone else
She doesn't like it
When she talks to someone
She leaves me out
When it was just the two of us, we had so much fun
But now, to be honest I'm scared
She's been clingy
She's been touchy
I yell at her to stop, then she gets upset, and its my fault
Its always my fault
She pulled my hair, I dug my fingers into her hand.
And she got mad
She ignored me
She is my one of few good friends
She doesn't like me talking to others
So if she leaves
I will have no one
I don't want to loose those days we interrupt science class by laughing till our lungs hurt
I don't want the silly filters on Snapchat on the bus to end
Even if I found the strength to tell her,
I will be alone
I can't ignore her
If she is acting strange
I'll have to deal with it
I won't let her lay a finger on me anymore
She doesn't have to be my friend anymore
If she leaves
I will be fine...
Hopefully
Highschool is coming
I have my classes all ready
Maybe I could find more friends
Because since the day she made me cry
Since the day the pulled my hair
I realized I need new freands
YOU ARE READING
I'm only 14 (poetry book)
PoetryWarning- most of these poems contain depression and self-harm, I suggest for readers who are sensitive on these topics do not continue reading, thank you.-