Why me?
You were new and had no friends
yet
You sat in a corner on the floor
I actually felt bad but that was the biggest mistake.
I asked what your name was
you replied
I tried making conversation
but you sounded so sad and angry at something else
so I gave you some space
couple days later you made friends
I was happy for you!
I saw you in the halls and I waved
you ignored me like I was not even there
I felt sad
then you started talking to me but not in the way I'd expect
your comments about me were hurtful
too skinny, not smart enough, too tall, and that my voice is too soft
it was kind of intense
I never thought it could be
why me
you tried to make fun of me the way I dressed and who I liked
and it actually took effect
you even turned most of my "friends" against me
but what did I ever do
I wasn't aware until one of your friends told me the truth about your reasoning
who knew all along that you liked me
but that too bad
because I never really liked you back
then you turned me like you
I don't think I could ever forgive you when I'm trying to forgive myself
yea you deserve to feel bad
and I hope you're listening to this,
because this poem is about you
but don't worry I won't expose
I'll leave this case closed