The Life of a Teenager

Seventh Grade
I swore I hated you.
I swore you were nothing to me.
that when you came into my school
and stole my best friend
that you were just another enemy.
I swore that you would regret
ever coming to my school.
I swore someday you'd look back
and wish you hadn't tried to be so "cool".

I swore I'd never let you in.
That you'd never see the real me.
I swore I'd never give you the benefit of the doubt,
because no matter what
you'd hate me.

I swore the feeling was mutual.
And that it always would be.
Because you talked behind my back,
and told lies that I swore didn't hurt me.

I swore that someday I'd have revenge
and that you'd finally realize.
That it was never me you should've blamed
for the hate that burned your insides.

I swore a million things that year.
All swears I told myself I wouldn't break.
And when school let out for summer
I was happy with our state.

Eighth Grade
I forgave you.
When we played soccer for the first time.
I gave you a chance
and let you in
because I needed someone.

I needed a friend to be there,
While my dad was sick and pale.
I needed someone to cheer me up
and forget my drying tears.
I needed you to help me
when those cruel boys broke my heart
So for the first time in forever
I trusted without reason.
And seventh grade year we were always together
like sisters.

You called my mom 'mom.'
And you laughed at my jokes.
And you called me your
'little dear'.
And i called you 'honey bunches'.
and we took funny pictures in the mirror.

And i told myself that we would be
best friends until forever.
And that no matter what the new year would bring
we'd always be together.

Ninth Grade
I saw you in the cafeteria
on the morning of that very first day.
I was scared
but so were you
and then we went our separate ways.

You went to your first period,
and I veered off to mine, and
I looked back and realized
that something wasn't right.

The girl that owned no dresses
was wearing pink and skirts.
And she laughed with all the boys
and she acted like a flirt.

And when I waved to you in the hallways
you pretended not to see.
So I played along and pretended
that it really didn't matter to me.

But what you don't know it that it hurts.
To see that you've changed so much.
And now the others dress you up
like you are a Barbie Doll.
But you don't complain
because you know
as well as I sure do
that Summer changed you and I don't know why
but I really miss the old you.

And you talk behind my back again.
And you tell those dirty lies.
And you smile to my face about it
and now i realize.

That nothing's changed.
It was all fake.
At least it was for you.
But there's one more thing that you don't know
and I want to share it with you.

No matter how times you snicker,
and now matter how times you lie
I will always love you.
Because once, you were my sister.
And sisterhood never, ever dies.