The boy I use to know

I want to tell you,

But I am scared to,

So instead,

So you never may know,

For sure who this poem is about,

So here I go,

Letting you know,

That it seems you don’t care,

Anymore,

Suddenly best friends,

Don’t matter,

All you talk about is her,

Not knowing,

That it hurts,

And you just keep making it worse,

Suddenly she’s all that matters,

And you don’t care,

What I have to say,

Or what I even do,

I doubt you,

Would even notice,

If I didn’t talk to you in a month,

Since all you really care about is her,

So I got to tell you,

I’m done,

Getting put down,

With every word you say,

Since she’s so perfect,

And me and her,

Are complete opposites,

There for I’m not even close,

Yet I’m the girl,

You have who you have,

More in common with,

So does that make you not perfect,

Well I really don’t care,

Since I meant it,

When I said I’m done,

So I need to say,

Goodbye to the boy,

Who use to be my best friend,

And to that boy I liked,

Since now he’s gone,

Because he’s changing,

For a girl,

And you’re not that boy,