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Fake friends


Just waking up on a summer day

Maybe it's noon or later okay

You stretch for your phone just to see

Message Received "Hey it's me(:"

Groaning and complaining you reply 

But as soon as she wants to hang out you sigh.

Never responding whether you can chill

Your stomach turns as you start to feel ill.

The thoughts of her revenge scare you so

That sure enough your anixety begins to grow.

She will ruin your life if you are not her friend

But can you live with the torture that will never end?

 

 

 

 

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