They didn’t like you that much But they made you their queen So they could worship and loathe you at the same time Taking you out to dinner Laughing at your jokes Pushing other friends out so you could come in Making plans around your schedule If you couldn’t come, there was no point in anyone going Everything always weighed on your shoulders When you didn’t join them They told you how much you missed out And would remind you at every occasion While the attention felt good You wondered why that crowd busied itself around you They put your opinion on a pedestal Reflected their own achievements in the best light For your eyes only Constantly seeking your approval Giving you stuff, time, effort ‘Not deserved,’ you thought But it didn’t matter, that was friendship Friendship should also understand that Taking a moment for yourself was okay too But here it meant betrayal ‘How dare you, after everything we gave?’ The hurtful words came fast enough To confirm your earlier doubts They didn’t like you that much But why did they make you their queen?
By Ziallo Gogui
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