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Jun 2014
Thank you,
For judging me
You were only trying to help I'm sure
You sat me down with our tea

And discussed my problems
"I'm afraid what your doing is horribly wrong.
You should be ashamed of being with boys
Only wearing a thong."

I listen to you.
I apologize to you.
I acknowledge you.
I try to explain to you.

You don't understand however.
Which is not fair.
I have a reason for my doings.
All you do is stare.

"Sweety don't you know?
You will be so regretful.
If you stop now,
I promise not to say 'I told you so'."

I hold my tongue but once she's done,
I try once more to be polite.
I am extremely thoughtful with my words.
I even give her some advice.

She talks to me about boy problems.
"I want to get back with him.
Maybe we'll just fool around.
That'll get him to fall for me."

I explain to her that doesn't work.
If anything use me as an example.
Expressing love does not result in love.
"Don't do this to yourself. It doesn't work."

She stands up and speaks,
"How dare you think you know who I am!
I am smart and I do what I want!
I'd never expect you to understand!"

While I do know more than she,
I am posed as a threat to her plot.
I was just trying to be helpful.
Avoid her sorrows I thought.

"I can't believe you of all people say that to me!
You're the one hooking up with someone you no longer love!"
She walked out and left.
Her words were true.

It upset me
She didn't comprehend why
She wouldn't let me describe my problem
It was hurtful

I stopped speaking to her
Just for a little while
I guess you could say
It was to get my point across

The next time we spoke
She told me a story
Of her and a boy she never met
And what happened when she got tipsy one night

I was mad
She told me what I was doing was atrocious
Yet she did worse
And I at least know my companion

The way she spoke to me saddened me
The way she didn't notice me saddened me
The way she played off her act of trash saddened me
The way she first judged me saddened me

The way she thought things were the same upset me
The way she expected acceptance upset me
The way she thinks we are besties upset me
The way she acts, higher than everyone, upset me

But this is how friendships are, right?
Friends treat you like ****, right?
But they expect more than the world back from you, right?
This is just a ****** life, right?
I hope one day my friend comes across this. Maybe she'll feel really bad and she will understand only a fraction of the way I feel.
Kristica
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