FRENEMIES
I smile whenever I hear my name,
when I think I've gained attention.
They saw the smile and called it fake,
I drowned in condemnation.
They mistook my emotions for self-pity
my quietness, they called it acting.
I let their words form in me,
my life, taking the back seat.
I wondered what happened, perhaps I'd done something wrong.
How my life was as pretty as an apple, now it's condemned as mud.
Maybe I'm not doing well,
or maybe it's their fault.
Perhaps I'm being hell-bent,
on making friends in the enemy's hut.
They never cared about my feelings, but I cared about theirs,
They'll push me into the bushes, whenever there's a chance.
© Sparrow 🥰