Truly Lonely Poem by Frankie Stones

The pain I felt could not be described I felt like he had turned on me like everyone had turned on me. Like I was the target I hated it and it was times like this I wish I could curl up and die. Friends were so much more important to me than grades or anything else but when they don’t listen to you is like being singled out and hated by people you love I looked I searched I did everything I could but no one cared no one wanted to listen so I walked away. I knew now how truly lonely a person with out friends was.