I once had friends.

They made me feel bad about how I acted.

They told me to quiet down because I was being annoying.

They tried to convince me to do bad things I didn’t want to do.

They called me innocent enough names that eventually turned into cruel names.

They made me feel bad for mistakes made even when they were something I couldn’t control.

They made me feel less then them.

But I still wanted them to be my friend.

I once had a friend.

He made me feel happy and loved.

He took advantage of my trust.

He made me into a different person.

He broke my heart.

But I still wanted him to be my friend.

I once had friends.

They saw how vulnerable I was.

They took advantage of me.

They brought me to do things I wasn’t proud of.

They forced me to make a drunken mistake.

They broke my soul.

But I still wanted them to be my friend.

I once had a friend.

He was my closest friend.

He was the first one told about my mistake.

He told everyone what happened.

He constantly told my secrets after making me trust in him.

He ruined my image.

But I still wanted to be his friend.

I once had friends.

They each told me we would be friends forever.

They all told me that our lives would always be connected.

They insisted that they would always be there in my toughest moments.

They all left my side.

They all stopped talking to me.

They destroyed the rest of my trust in people.

But I still wanted them to be my friends.

I once had friends.

And now?

I only have myself.

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