What a fool I was all those years. I should have followed my heart and faced my fears. Paranoid of being alone with no one to help me along, I followed your footsteps. Mine are now gone. I should have followed my heart and let you all be. I never should have approached you. You were never right for me. Take back the invitations and hugs how they came so rare. How stupid of me to persist and show that I care! Now I'm gone and your lives are empty with sigh. Don't bother to persuade me the friendship was never a living lie. I'm the one smiling with friends so close. I learned from your rolling eyes to be careful before giving the rose. I saw the petals in a mess on the tile floor. I will never beg to accept like I did before. Roses are red, violets are blue, I am happy I no longer hang out with all of you. So come what may, The roses die anyway.
Make sure you hang out with the right people. This poem speaks to not persist a friendship.