(Warning: I am not the narrator of this poem. I am the author of it.) 

This is a poem to show a different point of view a person can have:

There is this girl,
she pretends to be shy,
but when you talk to her personally,
She is such a chatterbox.

She is a showoff,
(at least when I'm there),
and people like her,
how is that fair?

My friends say she is pretty,
funny,
friendly,
nice and more,
I really can't stand it,
They don't give me pity,
and I'm sure that one day they'll Love her,
and Hate me,
and I won't be popular anymore.

I have a plan,
I'm going to take,
all her friends and a piece of cake,
I'll prove to them,
I'll lie if I have to,
that she is not a good friend.

And then I'll have power,
I'll be popular again,
but this living mean creature,
will still be there.

So I have to prepare,
and organize,
that this is not going to happen,
No, no shy, baby-like, chaterbox, showoff , small creature!!!!

Could it be her
she act so nice
I she mean on the inside?
It's possible..

she describes her just like it where me
why would she do such a thing
Maybe she meant for me to read it 
that would be mean

is she really my friend

What is a friend like?
What does the word friend actually mean?
How do they act?
Nobody really knows..

I have so many questions,
but not enough answers

And I wonder 
Could it be

 
A true best friend will like they way I am,
at true best friend won't judge me,
a true best friend is the only one,
you can share to tell them secrets.

A true best friend won't ever say:
"You never comfort me, you never play!"
they will never ever say something bad,
and never would have fought you.

A true best friend will always defend you,
it will never be against you.

I am so exited,
and I can't wait,
for this weekend,
I can't be late!

I'll bring some pizza,
(gluten free),
because I can't eat their pizza,
but mine is only for me!

You lived with me,
you played with me,
you talked to me,
you were with me.

But then you moved to a different country,
something I never believed you could do.

YOU were away from me,
YOU stopped talking to me,
YOU stopped being my friend,
YOU wasn't there.

I missed you a lot.

3 months passed and this is the 4th one.
12/09/10.

You are nearly back,
and I was waiting for you,
I will have to wait a few weeks,
before you arrive,
before we can hug,
before you'll be sure ,
and you'll decide to stay there or not.

You have to come back ,
don't stay there forever,
I need you,
and I can't wait anymore,
you have to come,
you have to be here,
be close to me,
and visit me every few weeks.

If you choose to stay where you were,
I will be sad,
I will have loosed a chance,
but I will wait here for you FOREVER!