I was in 5th Grade
I had four best friends
A surprise birthday party was what I got
Things were joyful; things were well
Until they spilled my crush to the entire class
They said sorry; I forgave them.
I was in 6th Grade
I had two best friends
The other two left to be popular girls
But they were bullied for personality and weight
And I got a huge target on my back
My other two friends made me cry
They said sorry; I forgave them.
I was in 7th Grade
I had five best friends
They decorated my locker for my birthday
Things were joyful; things were well
Until they mocked me and made me cry
They said sorry; I forgave them
I am in 8th Grade
I have four best friends
They threw a surprise party for me
The target on my back is gone
But they still mock me, still yell at me
Still making fun of me and calling my crush ugly
I’m their toy now
And hitting me hard with pencil cases
Laughing when I flinch from trauma
Now I understand that every rose has its thorns
Every person has two sides
Every side has its layers
Every layer is a different personality
I can be fighting for my life and all they’ll realize is that I’m not there for them
They take everything as a joke
And I try to smile
And they say sorry
But this time, they’ve torn me apart
I’ve realized that the only way to keep me safe is to not trust anyone
I’ve learned to hide everything from everyone but me
They say sorry
But this time I’m not willing to forgive.
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I really enjoyed this poem. Something somewhat similar happened to me in 5th grade.
I was in 5th Grade
I had four best friends
A surprise birthday party was what I got
Things were joyful; things were well
Until they spilled my crush to the entire class
They said sorry; I forgave them.
I was in 6th Grade
I had two best friends
The other two left to be popular girls
But they were bullied for personality and weight
And I got a huge target on my back
My other two friends made me cry
They said sorry; I forgave them.
''I was in 7th Grade
I had five best friends
They decorated my locker for my birthday
Things were joyful; things were well
Until they mocked me and made me cry
They said sorry; I forgave them''
I really enjoyed this part of the poem. You still forgave those friends of yours even after all those hurtful things they have done to you. I wouldn't be so forgiving. I mean its good that you forgive but never forget.
I had a lot of friends that made me cry to. I used to be friends with this girl named L in 8th grade, but after the first few days at school she called me out in class, in front of everyone. I had to hide behind my Harry Potter book and cry.
''I’m their toy now
And hitting me hard with pencil cases''
This part just bought back bad nostalgia. I remember in my time in 7th grade some kids attacked me with some pencils when I had my back turned. I lied to my mom and said nothing happened at school.
I'm glad you could relate. It's hard times, and it always is best to write down the emotions. Thanks so much for giving this a read, I appreciate it! And I never tell my parents about these either, and I understand. Thanks again, love you! <33
Love u too hun! ><
I really enjoyed this poem. Something somewhat similar happened to me in 5th grade.
I was in 5th Grade
I had four best friends
A surprise birthday party was what I got
Things were joyful; things were well
Until they spilled my crush to the entire class
They said sorry; I forgave them.
I was in 6th Grade
I had two best friends
The other two left to be popular girls
But they were bullied for personality and weight
And I got a huge target on my back
My other two friends made me cry
They said sorry; I forgave them.
''I was in 7th Grade
I had five best friends
They decorated my locker for my birthday
Things were joyful; things were well
Until they mocked me and made me cry
They said sorry; I forgave them''
I really enjoyed this part of the poem. You still forgave those friends of yours even after all those hurtful things they have done to you. I wouldn't be so forgiving. I mean its good that you forgive but never forget.
I had a lot of friends that made me cry to. I used to be friends with this girl named L in 8th grade, but after the first few days at school she called me out in class, in front of everyone. I had to hide behind my Harry Potter book and cry.
''I’m their toy now
And hitting me hard with pencil cases''
This part just bought back bad nostalgia. I remember in my time in 7th grade some kids attacked me with some pencils when I had my back turned. I lied to my mom and said nothing happened at school.
I can really feel the emotion those "friend" put you through. You know what I say? Frick them. If they are dumb enough to hurt someone for laughs, than they don't deserve a friend that you are. Toxic friends are terrible, but not everyone is bad, and I'm sure you'll find someone willing to be a true friend, and if not, there are plenty people that can help you with anything you need, whether it may be someone you need to support you, or just listen. Everything aside, this is an amazing poem, and kinda struck me hard, as my eariler life was somewhat like this, and I can only imgaine how bad it would be as most of your life. I hope in your future, you have better friends that can stand by you, and give helpful, positive thoughts, instead of just trying to break down an amazing person whose already been through so much. Overall, I really like this poem and might be one of my faviorites.
Aw! Late welcome to YWS btw
glad to have ya here!
I%u2019m so glad you enjoyed reading it, and thanks for the comforting words <333
It's no problem <3333
Toxic friends really are a curse. If any of these are based on true events, you just deserve so much better, and I hope that manifests for you. Anyway, that aside, it’s a great poem, Cats. 👏😊
Yea, I figured that at least one person could understand. Thanks for the great feedback! I%u2019m glad you enjoyed.