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Feb 2021
My ceiling is getting too familiar
My pillow is getting wet
The tears are shedding
Faster than my thoughts
The hurt inside of me is fresh
The feelings inside of me are running
wild
How can some people be so mean?
How can they have no regret,
After doing such a despicable deed
Sometimes this makes me wonder
If they were real in the first place
“Et tu Brute” was Caesar's last words
When the realization struck him
The betrayal of a best friend
Hurts more than anything
“How?” I try to understand
How can someone who is so close
Stab you in the back
Or worse,
They stab you in the face
In front of your own eyes
This makes me confused
What should i do with all the memories?
All the good times,and fun moments
They were so genuine, so real
So why,
Did I deserve this?
Friends are supposed to be there for you
When you feel down and sad
But if even our best friends can’t do this
Then who can we trust?
I realize now that there are other fish
in the vast sea of friends
I caught  bad fish, that’s all
Now I am a more experienced fisherman
I know how to spot a bad friend
Of course i will still cry about my old
friends
The ones who i trusted
But betrayed my trust
The ones who abandoned me
In my worst of times
When I felt insecure and lacked
confidence
When I really could’ve used them most
The pain will always be there
And that’s okay
I will never move past them
But at least I will try
I’ll paste a smile on my hurt face
I will pretend that nothing ever
happened
Now I wipe away my tears
along with all my sorrow
I close my eyes
Along with all the past memories
I will try to forgive and forget
Tomorrow is a new day
The sun will rise once again
Tomorrow will be a perfect day to go
Fishing
it hurts
Written by
sara natasha  16/F
(16/F)   
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