one mistake
my life
my choices
my mistakes
my lessons
not you business.
why we pointing
fingers, when
we're the
same.
how soon
do we forget,
how we felt?
--
just tired of you not believing,
i'm just a troubled girl
and we're the same.
so why have trouble
to believe
that someone
hacked my past acc.?
it's either you still
want to be my friend
or stop pretending.
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