Day 7
Annabella.
The girls confronted me today
My old friends
That said they would always stay
They lie a lot
It makes me cry a lot
In a pathetic
Type of way
Because after that day
When everything went sour
And I became a label
Of what a person is
When they are often by themselves
I began to worry
About my future
Because if people
Always leave
If people always lie
If people are so gut wrenchingly
Judgmental and selfish
Then why should I try
To become anything else
Then the label that was placed upon my shoulders
The fallout was catastrophic
My therapists says it was not my fault
Thus I'm unsure if it is or not
Adults aren't always truthful either
Then there's
Jonathan
Oh Jonathan
The boy who made me. . .
Have hope
In a pathetic kind of way
The guy is a stranger
But I guess that's okay
When someone's a bullet
You hope they ricochet
Instead of hitting you
In a selfish
Type of way
Though the girl with blonde wavy hair didn't hesitate
To take it away
I'm still hopeful for him
That he will never become me
Because hell I don't want to be me
Most days
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