The story starts with misplaced trust,
betrayals that rendered friendships to dust,
with wrong decisions and fraudulent intentions,
it was too damn late for interventions,
They smirked while I suffered and cried,
laughed and joked when I almost died,
and when I was no longer a punching bag,
they threw me aside like an old handbag,
But here we are a couple of years later,
I made it out despite every hater,
I thrived while they stayed bitter,
all they do is write shady shit on Twitter,
They tried to break me but look at me now,
blatant disrespect I no longer allow,
I get stronger and wiser day by day,
I have no care for those who did not stay,
Now I am surrounded by the greatest friends,
ones I will protect till the world ends,
loyal friends who always have my back,
and I am free of the souls who are pitch black,
Now I am no longer easy to rattle,
but resentment lives deep in your core,
So you see, you might have won the battle,
but darling you lost the bloody war.
Amy x
