We call ourselves best friends,
And thought forever it would be,
No one believed we were close
We’re so different you see,
Forgot looks, personality and taste,
And ignored what they said,
We talked about other things,
Like boys and the books we read,
But one day she told me,
Something I thought she’d never say,
It concerned someone I cared about,
Since then we drifted apart each day,,
We’ve had so many arguments,
Sometimes every hour,
And then the things that never mattered then,
Showed us who we really are,
We still hang out together,
But she drives me insane,
Then I begin to wonder,
That each other’s company is in vain,
The only people who know about this
Is me and my so called friend,
And now I sometimes feel,
That our friendship is going to end.
i'm 13 years old..
2007-01-02
00:15:40
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