Fight

To of my friends are leaving,
Four of my friends are fighting.
My Grandma is dying,
The people are crying,
and all I want to
do is to go away.
My friends are taring each
other apart, and I\'m getting
bad at art. My ma is lying, crying, and fighthing not to hit me. CPS has came over, and yet they have hit me more,
I want to stop all the fighting, and stop all the lying, and
stop the back stabbing pain,
of witch I feal every day.
I try to be friend\'s with one, but then another friend is talking about her. I try to be friend\'s with another,
they say stuff about another friend of mine. I want to stop this fighting, Last year my friend brought a knife, and got expelled, And scince then many people whom I thought were her friend\'s, turn around and stab back to her with all the thing\'s and secrets that she has told, or done. I want to be frined\'s, but I can\'t stop the friends fight.