Not everyone is your friend
Waking up in the morning, filled with sadness.
Making up excuses to not goto school so I could stay in the darkness.
Only two people were my friends, everyone else was fake.
Cant trust certain people, even by mistake.
I learned that I was a woman and not a girl because,
I learned the world isn’t filled with rainbows and candy.
I had to pretend to be find and dandy.
While you told everyone lies, well get wise...
I am a woman thanks to you, you taught me I didn’t need fake people.
You were a snake in my garden, I turned into a hawk.
now pardon me while I clean you out, I have flowers to bloom.
flowers that will book into a new friends.
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