16 Feb 2015
It had to happen and now it's done.
The memories and friendship we had; is gone.
Your were mean.
I was your second choice.
I didn't fit into you "cool scene".
Now I'm going to speak up and use my voice.
I haven't got energy or time,
To talk to certain people.
Especially people who don't treat me right.
I'm sorry it's like this.
13 years going to waste.
But the other things that happened won't be hard to miss.
Everytime we talked it left a sour taste.
Now the pain of losing a friend will only be temporary.
Not like the ongoing torment you caused me.
YOU ARE READING
The recollection of my misunderstood thoughts.
PoetryLife's a struggle and it's hard. There's nothing you can do. Just get trough it. I hate my life. There's nothing new. But when the sun is out and the sky is void of clouds you can't help but feel a smile is overdue
