So you don't really like me,
When I'm really me,
I knew your donated 'friendship',
Would come at a fee.
The laughter and the smiling,
All fake? Unreal? A hoax?
All those times I shared with you-
The butt of all your jokes?
Well, guess what? I don't need you,
I've grown away from that,
Grown up whereas you're still-
That primping, preening cat.
You don't have any real friends,
One day it'll come to light,
No one will want to side with you,
When it comes down to THAT fight.
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