A girl the narrator thought a friend isn't as much |
We never got along In those earlier years She was friends with all the others And liked to see my tears I don’t know what changed it I guess I felt alone But suddenly we were friends And in her a light shone She was pretty, she was younger She knew a lot of guys She went to such lengths that made me sometimes wonder Was all of this just lies? Talent show, late nights, camping in back yards My other friends, she pushed away Until I was just hers I never really saw it odd, for she was nice to me Though I guess that was the objective For things to feel safe for me One day I moved away Though she didn’t seem as sad As the friends I had before I didn’t think this bad Every day I called her up And we discussed what was new Every day I told her “I'm so glad to have a friend like you” One day an old teacher called Worried and distressed She said many students came to her Saying rumors have been spread A girl and a boy In two different grades spread a rumor about me That the move was a charade I should expect a call From the boy and the girl Apologies and all For what they said to the world Well I never would have guessed My friend would say such things And I never would have guessed I had so many friends to repudiate The boy called I forgave him I’ve known him for a long while But the girl didn’t And I could not even smile Finally I’d had enough And gave my friend a ring The first thing that she said Was subtly aimed to hurt me My mother stood at my side As I confronted the girl Of the things the students said The things she told the world To this day it haunts me How my friend betrayed All those years we spent It was all a charade. |