to the "innocent" Lili
you think she is your friend
she will laugh at your jokes
but she has her motives
without me she had no friends
I gave her friends and my time
I gave her so much untill...
she stabbed me in the back
took my work as her own
and she screwed me over
I was definately not the first
she stole many words before
and would take the victum role
she accused me of her
own deeds, and my friends
attacked me with her words
I was called the two-face bitch
even when I was never that
the principle took her side
that was the last person
my true friends are with me
and she will roam alone
she still tries to hurt me but,
I am stronger than crazy
I am better than that bitch
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