What Hurts The Most
It hurts growing up, but at least I had the chanceWe are all born into this world Free from preconception A simple blank canvas To sketch life’s future uponProgression through childhood And into your teens These extraordinary moments Add colour to the canvasThat instance when your so-called best friend Stabs you in the back for the first time Saving face, she calls it Cuts deep like a knifeYour first love, the secrets you share Don’t tell anyone is what we agreed It’s al...