That a while ago
I lost a good friend
I thought it didn't mean
I would loose others
But it did

Slowly, but real
People are changing
They are getting to like her better
They believe everything she sais
That's negative about me

When she sits next to a friend of mine
In school
They talk
They say bad things about me
That they don't like me and stuff

Why would they say that
I don't know what I did wrong
If there is anything wrong with who I am
Tell me
In my face

I don't want to be left guessing
Being told that you like me
While inside I know you don't

I know you talk negative about me
He told me, my friend
And really, you should know
I do trust more on him than on you

Next time I do something wrong
Tell me
Not anyone else
Don't leave me guessing again


And one thing: if you really NEED to talk about me, don't do it in the class of one of my favourite teachers.. That hurts. Maybe he hears what you say and he believes you.. I'm happy I found someone who likes me, don't take that from me, please..