Sappy Poem 17

The part that really hurt the most is the fact that you blame me. I didn’t even do a thing, but you claim that I did. “I thought you were my best friend” I am, I was, I thought I’d always be. “You really hurt me” how can I hurt you, when I didn’t do a thing? You’re the one who hurt me most. You’re the one who used me. You blamed me, you framed me, I never did a thing. You twist my words, you made my cry, you say that I’m a fake friend. when I ask you what I did, you refuse to look me in the eye. You lie to me, don’t give a direct answer. Make stuff up, ruin everything. If that’s the way it has to be, so be it. I’ll be here if you need me.