My Old Best Freind Poem by jeska bellla

My Old Best Freind



i guess there's not point cuz u just dnt care u left me on the ground while u stood up and walk away i tried calling u but u dint answer i tried sorting things out but u dint want to have any thing to do with me my mum was right all along u dnt care about me i put my time in and u dint care now im hurt and sad guess Wat im over u i dnt care any more im moved on i hope u remember me and next time u ask to be my friend IL say no and see how u fell i was always there for u but it wasn't good enough well stuff u im fine on my own i dnt need u

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