A Best Friend
Are supposed to be able to comprahend
Each Other
Not Another
I have been there through thick and thin
To save you from all of your sin
But when I needed you
You left me to go through
It alone
I cried and cried in a very bad zone
You left me there, when I needed you badly
But you didn't care, sadly
You never showed any support
If I told you this, you would Abort
You'll read this, and probably get mad
But it isn't my fault, that I am sad
I'm trying to be a best-friend as I should
I look by my side, where you once stood
But there, you are, walking away
I'm scared that this is the day
That we seperate
It isn't our fault that this might be fate
Why can't you be happy for me
I'm trying to make you see
How can you sit there
And swear
That we are sisters
Your lack of support, leaves me with blisters
I miss the old you
But the pain has grew
I'm trying to fix this
Why can we not be in bliss
Be happy for me
And try to see
I am glad
Don't be mad.
Just stop being so rude
I do not want to have this Fued.
I'm sorry, my good friend
But this has to end
I am scared
That you never cared.
YOU ARE READING
Poems by a Broken One
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