What Friend You Are...

by Help_ME   Mar 9, 2006


You sit there and steal my friends
Watch me cry and don't even care
Well now I'm finished with you
Because you were never there

You always thought i had your trust
But once again you were wrong
You would always talk behind my back
But I'm through, I've grown strong

I'm not playing your cruel games
I know you need friends but i have my own choice
You need to leave
Because i have my own voice

You make every one hate me
You think its all fun
but cant you hear me
I am DONE!

dedicated to a friend named krista

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