Back in the day
It was all so different.
The nicest person on Earth -
That's what I thought about you.
And then slowly you let me see through your shades.
All these years...
Are those just wasted away?
My toxic trait is that I thought you'd understand.
But you always had to open my wounds again.
And you let me see through your shades.
I was never the first on your guest list.
And you keep wondering why you're not on mine either.
Are you still wondering?
I can already see through your shades.
It was all so different.
The nicest person on Earth -
That's what I thought about you.
And then slowly you let me see through your shades.
All these years...
Are those just wasted away?
My toxic trait is that I thought you'd understand.
But you always had to open my wounds again.
And you let me see through your shades.
I was never the first on your guest list.
And you keep wondering why you're not on mine either.
Are you still wondering?
I can already see through your shades.
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Author:
littlegreenbag (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: February 10th, 2022 16:26
- Comment from author about the poem: Quick thoughts that came up to me this evening about the toxic friendship I'm currently dealing with.
- Category: Sad
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