Clouds cover the skies,

rain pulls at your eyes

But nothing hurts worse,

than words turned to lies

Was sixteen, naive,

my “friends” I believed

I was accepted,

much to my relief

I changed bit by bit,

though I’d never admit

I had to,

they’d never accept me unfit,

it wasn’t enough,

no more than just fluff

I hadn’t realized,

That life was this tough

I was too different,

insignificant

They’d more in common,

I was more distant

I forgave their wrongs,

our hangouts prolonged

And lied to myself,

that I still belonged

One day it just stopped,

our friendship they dropped

Like everything else,

the feelings I blocked

Until my brother,

asked one girls mother

Why’s Blaire ignoring Grace,

he said undercover

She’s out of control,

yes Blaire says of Grace

She flirts for the thrill,

what a family disgrace

Messes with secrets,

she’s clingy and bold

She’s got no respect,

she should be controlled

Yet nothing was true,

my anger it grew

Blaire was my best friend,

why’d she lie to you

In school alone,

if only I’d known

That it was all fake,

I wanted to groan

They laughed as I passed,

my stories they bashed,

I tried not to show,

my feelings aghast

Had I known the world,

the real world, unfurled

Showed more of the bad,

and less of the good

I’d never have tried,

they’d never have lied

I may could have saved,

those years that I cried,

Clouds cover the skies,

rain pulls at your eyes

But nothing hurts worse,

than words turned to lies

I don’t think this story fits into the poem format I used, but I hope it makes sense. Thank you for reading!