My So Called Best Friend

by Lauren R
(England)

I called you my best friend,
More like sisters,
But all things have to end.

Trying to be better than me,
Trying to be smarter than me,
Why does everything have to be about you?

I say the truth,
The truth is my defense,
But you make up a thousand lies,
Does that make you feel good?

Trying to turn people against me all the time,
I want to be left alone,
It was the calm before the storm;
I can't believe I let myself be happy,
This is my fault.

I should've never been friends with you,
This wouldn't have happened,
I'm sorry.