Goodbye b***h, hello freedom

Goodbye b***h, hello freedom

A Poem by Caitlyn Murray

Today were bestfreinds

The next day all you want is to fight.

We make up.

Repeat.

 

Today was different.

You did your usual games

Try to fight over nothing.

But I stopped you.

 

I started this fight,

I'm the one who said enough of this s**t

Enough of your emotinal torture.

Was it mistake?

 

Should I have kept up your tricks?

To keep you as a friend?

I swore I would never trust you again.

But I know it wouldn't be the first time I lied to myself.

 

Now you act as if your the victim

As if it's all my fault.

But it's 50/50

You started it,

 

You changed.

I don't even know who you are anymore.

You want to be one of them

When we swore never ever to do that.

 

I could keep going

So you reliazed how much you hurt me.

But I won't waste my breath

Since you changed

All you care about is yourself

© 2011 Caitlyn Murray


Author's Note

Caitlyn Murray
Ignore grammar and spelling problems. I know it's a little long but what do you think? I had a fight with my only riend today and I wrote this.

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If you always fought were you really friends? That's not suppose to be mean.

Posted 13 Years Ago


To poppygirl: I mean in real life. I just don't think you get it.

Posted 13 Years Ago


You have friends on here don't you?

Posted 13 Years Ago


To poppygirl: becuase shes one of my only friends. Without her i'm all alone in the world.

Posted 13 Years Ago


If all she wants to do is fight then who cares?

Posted 13 Years Ago



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Added on November 18, 2011
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Caitlyn Murray
Caitlyn Murray

Oakville, Canada



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Hi! I'm caitlyn. I'm 17. I love writing but my true passion is reading but I can't make a job of that soo yeah. About me.. Hmm I talk too much. I have Social anixety and exophoria. Fun. I love Mario a.. more..

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