Friendemy
I have always been told,
not to overthink and let things slip out of control.
It always bothered me when people misunderstood me.
When all I did was hide and try to keep it low-key.
Oh god, that is funny!
When you all think I do this just to seek attention.
From who?
People who don't love me?
Instead of being friends, you would rather critique my life decisions, that don't affect your future plans.
I gave you a chance when I poured my heart out and genuinely thought this could work out.
Nevertheless it all has ended, and don't you think I resent it.
I appreciate you being my friend, however everything must come to an end.
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