Confused Beginning Poem by Safiyyah Manjra

What troubles me is when girls and boys find each other,
Temporary and for pleasure,
But not forever.
Yet they invest so much time which isn't cleaver.

I never was taught how to say ‘I love you' without meaning it.
Or how to care for someone and not show it.
I know I may make mistakes sometimes but that's the least of it.

These nights are going on,
I was told ‘friends are there to bring you down.'
It makes me contemplate on which are genuine.
If any are, will they one day become foreign?

I have friends who replace me for temporary,
Not necessarily,
Maybe they find ‘them' more pleasurable indefinitely.

I don't think I should care,
One day I too will part without fear.

We will all go our separate ways.
I am beginning to realize no replacement ever stays.