We are best buds and I know it,
But why do I keep feeling like you are faking it?
Every time I look at you are myspace,
I felt like im being replaced.
I wish I didnt see your top eight,
Because now, I felt my heart have so much weight.
Homie it hurts to know you placed me second
Even though I always treated you like daimons.
Havent you heard?
You hurt me bad since now you placed me third.
Homie do you even care?
All of a sudden I felt so scare.
Scared of losing you,
Scared you'd forget Im your buddy boo.
Every time I think of you going away,
I think of how I could make you stay.
Every time I cry,
I wish you were near by.
The more I think of you,
The more I get jealous of your other boo.
You are my beezie,
But you keep getting me jealous of your other boo, Stefanie.
They say best buds never last forever,
But then I believed in never say never.
I also believed in one best, one bud,
So why do you tell me you have more then one bud?
Don worry, Im not mad at you,
Because I know Ill hurt myself too.
I am just depressed that we are not the same,
At least I hope all I am to you isn�t just a name.
At the end of this poem I will pray,
Pray for the one special day.
The day that we will last forever
