A Smile or The Impostor
My last day in 9th grade
Was one I'd always remember
It was sunny outside
But I felt dead inside
Why, you may ask?
Because of a smile.
A smile on her face
Her telling us
Everything was great, that she understood
When it was the opposite.
If she understood
She wouldn't had run away
For someone else.
I she truly understood
If she truly was a friend
She would have agreed to try to make things better.
She didn't.
That day she came clean and we saw her
As an impostor.
An impostor that seemed happy
To have betrayed our trust
There is no need to proove that she's guilty
Her giddy smile did that for me.
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