All that enthusiasm
All that grace
All that beauty, which I gave grown to admire
Teeth white as snow, enough for me to yearn for you to be a friend, a friend I was yet to expose to the stars.
Little did I know your thoughts were quite abysmal, little did I know your thoughts were vile.
You hand over a piece of paper, bustle, I open it.
' You are too hideous to be loved', it read and oh, I could not believe my eyes and as I gather myself together, the whole class had seen it.
A giggle, another giggle, more giggles prevail, while I seek an escape.
Could we be friends now? A friend to abhor.
I evade you, I evade them, I evade the Earth.
Abashed, an escape caused by a dear friend, one I was keen on having, one I was yet to hold close, a breath I was yet to defend.
A friend, a friend to hate.
Your words have destroyed me, abate, however, not enough to not have you as a friend.
Continue to torment me, continue to curse my name.
After all, you are a friend, a friend I wish to have even if it means destroying the last bit of self-esteem I have left.
' She was an ingenious being, an angel', they said.
' She was ugly and had a skin condition, the whole school hated her then', backbiting, they continued, 'and she was bullied', the last detail, and it did not make sense to me.
How could you let the world inflame you?
How could you let an illusion change you?
All those words, all that ill treatment ripped you apart, yet you are going around leaving scars in an attempt to avenge your aching heart and it is rather unfortunate that I had to be one of your victims, I would rather have you as a friend, as you are now, however, you are a friend I have grown to abhor.
