The next chapter, will be the last.
Friends,
How long it took to find them
I thought it was real,
But they were fake
They didn't know,
How easily I would break
I've moved,
And moved
I was not in the mood,
I had left them all behind
Without a goodbye
Why do I feel obliged,
To be their friend
They pushed me aside,
Blocked out the light
Now I pay the price,
I bare the burden,
They have placed on my shoulders
I try,
And try
To subside my misery
To no avail,
I cry,
And wail
I wish for a real friend,
I really do
But,
I just don't know how to
I've been pushed and pulled,
Like the end of a rope
You leave it behind,
Making it blind
I admit,
I had toxic relationships
They just wanted to use me,
For selfish needs
They were fake,
I can't doubt that
So,
I must tip my hat
I bid them farewell,
I feel like I have something to tell
I have real friends now,
I just hope they don't let me down
I count on them,
To move aside
I wish to finally see the light,
Start a new
My flower needed to grow,
It had no sun
But what would've happened,
If I'd never moved to Wisconsin
The new are real,
The past is fake
I must leave behind,
My terrible fate
Forgive them well,
It's not their fault
I know better now,
Then to hold onto the shallow minds
They were fake friends,
But they are still human
I have to move on at some point,
'Cause that's what's real
(297 Words)
A/N You already guessed it, I had TERRIBLE 'friends'. But I've moved on, and am doing much better. Bye!
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