Am I really nothing to you?
That girl you used to know?
That girl you used to love?
How can you change so fast?
One second we're together, head on chest, heart to heart,
The next second we're away, miles apart,
But so close.
You live next door,
But it feels you live further,
That boy that once walked hand in hand with me,
Through the streets,
Through the woods,
Through the fields,
Now holds hands with her,
That best friend,
My inseparable sister,
And here I am,
A broken thread between us,
All alone,
Because I thought we could all be friends.
I'm nothing anymore.
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I'm Hazel Webb, 15 years old, lived in the same place my whole life. Not a social bee, but I'm not necessarily a total loser. Class me as a good girl I guess!
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