You could have told me,

I would never hurt you; ridicule you.

I know too well how that feels,

To be called a freak.

Perhaps not for the same reasons,

But I understand.

So you could have told me.

It wouldn't have been so bad

If you hadn't told everyone else, 

And kept me in the dark.

It's not that I'm angry;

It's just that I trust you with everything,

And you don't trust me with anything.

It just hurts,

To know that maybe I don't mean as much to you

As I thought I did.

What did I do to deserve this?

I thought you were my friend,

Maybe, someday, more than that.

Apparently not.

I guess I'll stay here after all;

at this stupid private school.

Maybe here I'll find something, someone

To help me forget.

But before I say my goodbyes, I have to ask.

Could you at least have taken the time

To think of a better excuse?

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