Stereotypical Friends

A Poem by Alicia Hirshey

Best friends,
A stereotype I had always hoped to be true,
My only mistake.
Was placing that stereotype on you.
You learned everything,
Then threw it in my face.
you called me names,
And it was never your place.
You called me a liar,
But what about you?
Everyone knows that nothing you told me,
held to be true.
You stabbed me in the back,
After I let you in.
You drove me away,
Refused to give our friendship the time of day.
There was no such thing as a happy us.
The day you left,
Still is hard to face.
You never cared,
or even tried.
It makes me wonder why I trusted you.
You called me names,
Hit me where it hurts,
Then turned around,
And talked about me like I was dirt.
I've given up,
Lost all trust in you,
That is why,
I'm letting you know,
That this friendship is through.
I'm so sick of trying,
All you do is push me away.
Rubbing it in my face.
I was there for you,
When no one else cared.
I comforted you,
When he brought you to tears.
But now all our texts,
And secrets, too.
As far as I'm concerned meant nothing to you.
You drove me away,
When I wanted to stay.
You cut me deep and left me with no sleep.
Causing me pain,
Or was it all part of your twisted game?
I was just to foolish,
To let you stray.