My best friend

by lisa   Oct 20, 2004


I hate the way she is giving,
I hate the way she cares,
I hate it that when im upset she is always there.
I hate the way she is so clever, that she is never wrong,
I hate the way she pretends to be proud of herself when mentally she is not strong,
I hate it because you do not see how great you are Kay,
You just see your negatives and these thoughts make you blue
But most of all i hate to see her upset, because, Kay, I truly love you!

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  • 17 years ago

    by Lilly

    I never did thank you for that poem...so thanks (-:

  • 19 years ago

    by Lilly

    As if! no1 cares.... and judging by the amount we talk now.... i take it u dnt either.... thenagain this was written way b4 boys came between us