All about you

You tell me your problems hoping ill feel sorry for you,

And always talk about yourself and your perfect day.

I don't want to stay,

I want to walk away,

In an opposite direction.

You walk by me the next day and laugh at me with your other friends,

While I lay in front of my locker and cry.

You don't realize all the lies I know you have told.

How could you be so cold?

My problems are beyond your imagination.

They are true too.

Unlike the things you have claimed that have happened to you.

Poetgirl12