There was a young boy named James,
who had a life as fearful as a nightmare,
treated badly by his two aunts.
Until one day,
came crashing down James’ mean aunts.
Soon he was left alone,
by his pit house, he claimed,
“Life is a peach!”
On that day
we received our test marks.
I got a grade B,
The teacher gloated on about your test marks,
while you sat there, grinning with pride.
You waved your test paper at me and taunted about my marks;
you hurt my feelings,
Instead of comforting me like before,
you only taunted and made me cry.
The next day we played basketball.
You kicked my knees,
accidentally on purpose
A week later
I saw you, smoking with cigarettes and sniffing glue.
I just want to ask you:
Why have you changed?
Why is it you ganged up with bad people?
Why did you taunt me?
Because after witnessing your true colours,
I think you
are not my true friend anymore.
we used to play a game about what we liked.
I liked the color blue,
and you liked the color purple.
You liked dancing;
you’re not yourself anymore.
You liked my favourite colors instead of purple.
You started singing with your croaky voice,
instead of dancing gracefully.
It was then I found out
you’re not you anymore.
You looked at all those slim girls in the magazines;
tricked by Photoshop;
and had eating disorders.
You stopped dancing;
and still sang with a croaky voice no matter what.
It was then
You’re not yourself.