I am a garden by PinkLemonadeTae
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I was just a bitter flower, ready to bloom,
not knowing of the guilty pleasures of the world,
too innocent for this world.
I look up to you,
I follow thee around,
For you were the only friend I had.
I called you my bestfriend.
I even consider you a sister.
But you only look to me for when you want something.
You never called me sister,
Not even your friend.
But when you want something, you say it is I that is not a friend.
I give you my love and support 24 hours, seven days a week.
Even if it be past midnight, I'll be there in a blink of an eye.
Et toi?
I wasted my time and affection on you!
I am no longer a blooming flower.
I am a garden.
Able to give my love and support for other's in return.
But you?
Now, you are always there when I dont want you to be.
So for this I call you a weed.