So alone and I wondered Why
Was I not worth your friendship
So you left me empty to cry
Neither was I some popular kid
Nor was I super smart or funny
All I was- was a little shy girl
Waiting for a true friend to hold my hand
It's me that naive whom you bullied
Vulnerable surrounded by onlookers laughing
Turned into a mature woman now
Still soft inside- compassionate and smiling
Now as those scary days are over
Can I ask you by gathering some calm
Were you the ones not secured inside
or never had your parent's attention or warmth
My heart forgives you as I understand
Its you who needed help not me my friends
Will hold your hand - won't hold your gaze
Yet Thanks but no Thanks for those gloomy days
praj101
Nice!
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