Betrayel Poem by Chantelle Clark

Walking down that hall
Finding out that life is not a ball.
All those smiles and laughs had
Are now forgotten, they have gone bad.
That one year when I met you
Everything was good, we had great friends too.
You stopped liking your friends for some reason
It all happened that season.
You now become a member in our group
No longer belonging to that other troop.
We were great, everyone got along fine
That year was pretty good, we were all kind.

Now as for this next year
We had no idea it would bring a tear.
There were many fights
I remembering staying up some nights.
There were a lot of hurtful things said
Sometimes it made me cry upon my bed.
At the end of the year, you misunderstood
Something I had said and you thought how could?
So now you hate me because if this...
The next year comes and your still pissed.

Your now a small fish in a big pond
We try to get used to this environment, try to be fond.
Now were stuck in a bigger place
Why don't you try telling me all your thoughts to my face?
Oh wait...I know why
Your excuse was you don't want me to cry.
But yet you loathe me so
And you don't know, that I know because I go with the flow.
You hate me, its so obvious, you think I don't see
But yet everyone knows, yes even me.
So why do you try to be nice?
When I know you hate me, as cold as ice.
I've had enough of your antics, don't say stuff behind my back
Because it seems to me, your kindness it what you lack.
Don't be nice when I know it bothers you to be
You think your doing me a favour by being kind towards me.
But then later on you start to talk bad
Your trying to be two people it makes me mad.
Be yourself, whether that means...
Trying to be keen
on hating me...
Or moving on and being what you ought to be.

Everyone is nice to you in our group too
But really its only because we feel sorry for you.
We see the real you, you try to be nice
But we all know that your not sugar and spice.
At one point way back when...
I would of done anything to make you happy again.
But I guess you took that all for granted
Now I know that line of thinking was slanted.
'This has been said so many times that I'm not sure it matters'
All of us talk about this in our chit-chatters.
Its the same again and again, always the same
Stop playing this game, you know we all think its lame.
Its time to be you, nothing more, don't hide behind your mask
Stop drinking from that fantasy flask.
Try being nice for a change, don't say stuff behind our backs
There is kindness in you, don't allow it to lack.
Just try being kind
You might be surprised at what you'll find.
Maybe then your so called friends, won't just be your friends because they feel sorry for you
Maybe then you and us can be happy too...

Maybe...
Remember..Betrayel is harsh...you have been warned.