Left Out

I feel left out.
Like nothing matters anymore.
People just pretend to be my friend.
It’s just because I’m a friend of another.

It seems that way for a few.
They only care that I’m someone’s friend,
And that they have to be nice.
Then when I do end up as a friend of one,
I’m just being friends with the because of others.
Why can’t I have friends,
With out others thinking something of it?
Friends don’t matter much anyway.
Some just stab you in the back.
Trust is a fragile thing.
So those who just pretend,
Don’t deserve to be friends.
Only acquaintance.
That’s all they’ll be.
Nothing more.

~Chikara~

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By Chikara

I am somewhat of a morbid person. I like to read about vampires and things like that. Currently I am Wiccan, and I am dedicated to it. If anyone ever wants to talk.. I'm usually around, and willing to talk and whatever.