Third Wheel

by LyssieNicole   May 7, 2009


What is my purpose of being her?
I'm like your f u c king tag-a-long
I show up but I get ignored
When I try to talk,
You cut me off
Do you remember that you invited me?
You begged me to come
And I kept telling you i had plans
You said it was just us two
But who the f u c k is he?
I've been here for an hour
And you barley payed me any mind
I bet if I left or got kidnapped
You wouldnt even know
I'm sick of you doing this!
You're supposed to be my best friend!
But if I keep ending up your third wheel,
Then this friendship needs to end...

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