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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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