My best friend of 5 years who saved me from suicide, loved me, made me feel valuable, helped me, protected me, and all around was always there for me stabbed me in the back. Her whole family turned against me from one verbal argument because her mother told her she was never allowed to be near me again for no reason. She then told the school that I was a bully and now if I even walk past my ex best friend I could be suspended. I have been miserable for the last 4 1/2 months now. I am just now able to write something that isn't pure anger. I am so alone. I miss her. She was the only one who ever encouraged my writing and now I am finding that writing is my only way to deal with it. I don't even know...This poem is partially from Fall Out Boy.