Once..

Once there's a girl, who's living a normal life. Till she went to secondary school.
In there, she found many type people. The fun people, the nerds, the social people, the helpful ones. But then came those people, this are the people whom she hate and tried to avoid. The girlys ones, the popular students, the sassy ones.
Oh, how she wish to have the best year of school. But it never came.
Funny, oh how people always say that they are your friend. But on the other side, they tell people that they don't have any friends in school.
She always thinks that she's a ghost in school, but she is okay with that since they don't want you to be their real friends, why waste your time on those bastard?
Life is long, but short at the same time. You never know when are you going to die, so live while you're here .
Friends, or best friend, or even good friends. Should always know when's the limit of it. If you really appreciate them as your friend, you won't go around, not admitting them as an only human, but a friend. Not going around say nobody understand you, not going around saying that no one is your friend. Don't even say that you never had a friend in school. Cause you, my friend. Are saying those years, the people who had talked to you, be with you, have fun with who. Is literally a disgrace to be your friend, scratch that, to be a living being to talk to you. The words that you have been saying, are like knives, stabbing the people that still here, thinking about you as a good friend. Maybe we won't understand you fully. Maybe, we're not worth your while.... At all.
But maybe, when one day, when all of us are gone. Maybe till then, you'll appreciate us.