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i told you real thing fantasy,
wishing you would accept it and just be.

But you walked away leaving me in shade,
watching without caring go to the grave.

I thought you said i could tell you anything,
with you i felt like i had wings.

but then you met Brook and Paige,
and our friendship seemed to fade.

I grew less important on the social list,
i watched while you kissed.

i finally told you and you walk away
you will really have to pay.

Just when i need you most,
you vanish like a long dead ghost.

You said you'd be there when it got tough,
but you are just making it rough.

Through thick and thin beginning to end,
you said you would be my friend.

A broken promise a friendship fades,
it might lead me to a cold hard grave.

but i am strong and through the tears,
i emerge with no fears.

I don't need you to make me happy,
even though I'm feeling crappy.

My REAL friends will stick by my side,
through thick and thin beginning to end,
they said they would be my friend.

But are they like you? Its hard to see.
Or are they another broken promise to be?