Zipper Skulls

Ignorance squeal.

Undercover smile,

plaster emotion.

Photo editing,

how does that feel?

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Solitary mimic,

I'll unzip your skull,

steal your thoughts,

make your life less dull?

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Copy-cat killer

own up to YOUR falts.

I'm running low on the,

'I'm sorry' vault.

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You're the liar,

I have no guilt,

some friend you are?

I'm in full bloom,

while you, my dear,

have begun to wilt.

 

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This was written about a 'friend' I though I had. When I was in elementary school, I was very naive. I trustest people way to easily. So I trusted this one girl, and she betrayed, backstabbed, and lied straight to my face. But I was always at fault for confronting her about it. But the most annoying thing she did way tell me I was copying her.

 

Whenever we had something in common, she would doubt that I actually felt that way. I was always trying to be like her in her eyes. Even though I was the artistic and creative one. I was my own person, and she was the one copying this other girl, that I won't e ven waste your time talking about her. I look back on every fight, and realize that I was the one that was there for her, I was the one who was always telling the truth, I was the victim, and I was the one who always apologized.

 

Another thing that she was at fault for, is that for a period of time, she didn't even want her family to know I was her friend. She made me pretend to be someone else when we talked on the phone, and her family made sure that I knew they all they all hated me. I've never been bullyed online, but offline, when you see the real people, they have all hated me.

 

You see, just recently I got her phone number and texted her, and we got in an argument. I was at a friends house, and I though it was rude to text at her house when we were trying to spend time together. But the girl didn't believe me and accused me of lying. So we started arguing, and she actually said "Look, you lucky I even text you." That ticked me off, and I haven't spoken to her since.

 

You see, I hate the feeling of being the third wheel, the second choice, the other friend. She was the worst friend I have ever had. I realze that I have made some of the worst frienship choices. Now I don't open up as easily. I learned that I should never trust anyone, until they've proven that I can trust them. Most people learn to not do what I did, but if your as naive as me, you do it over, and over, and over again.

 

The worst thing is, she doesnt' think she did anything wrong...

Author's Note

What you call copying, I call being compatable.

Sorry if this is pointless. Just a rant.

Reviews

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I can definitely relate to this. In high school, I had a friend that was almost the same way, except she never accused me of copying her. We both knew we had a lot in common. That's why we became friends. But later on, I submitted some of my drawings to our school anthology and I drew a picture of a fairy. When I bought the anthology I looked through it and saw that she had submitted some drawings also, which was odd to me, because she was never the best artist. I saw her photo and it was just like the one I had submitted. A "gothic" fairy, the only difference being, she changed the colors. But I didn't really mind, it was just a drawing and it wasn't like she traced it or exactly stole it. But she spread awful rumors about me our senior year and she changed. She would only come to me if her other friends ditched her. I always felt like I wasn't good enough to be the first one she'd go to. After school, I made another friend who turned out to be exactly like her, though we had nothing in common. Which is the reason I don't like meeting new people and hate making new friends. I'd rather stick to the ones, that I know will be there in the long run. Turns out, those friends are only online. Just know that friends will always argue, but if you're meant to be firends, things will always work out in the end. No matter how much you argue or what is said or how badly you hurt each other, if they were really your friend, they'll be there when you need them the most. I believe in destiny and soulmates, even with friends. Call me weird, but that's just my way of thinking. It gives me hope that everything will work out for the best. This is a great poem and you did a great job of portraying your hurt emotions. I hope things work out for you.