Mean Friend

by Lauren   May 2, 2007


I'm sick of you,
Alwyas calling me a snitch.
Your just another,
Little whining b i t c h.

You think that your so good,
That your so great.
But I really know you,
Your nothing but a fake.

You think your the best,
You boss people around.
But when someone needs help,
Your no where to be found.

I'm not at all scared,
When you play rough.
Cause I know,
That your not really that tough.

But it's ok,
Cause in the end.
None of it matters,
Cause your a horrible friend.

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