the friend zone
You put me in the friend zone.
Ghosted me and made it as if you felt forced to talk to me,
Like it was so hard for you to even look at me,but you called us and labeled us,
As good friends.
Good friends don't drop a life changing bomb on you and then ghost you.
Then turn around,and spread lies and tell me I'm just to immature,
I've been through more trauma in one week than you have been through in your entire life,
So do not sit here and tell me and label me as a friend.
Maybe it is better this way,like you said.
If I'm immature I'm like my poetry,I guess I'm not like everyone else or proper.