Sometimes when I’m sad
I sit and cry silently
and think of my best friend.
I go down memory lane
And wonder why she left me alone
In this cruel world.

Sometimes when I’m sad
I overthink everything.
And I get even more sad.

Sometimes when I’m sad
I think of times,
When I did and shared everything
With my best friend.

But now I have no one,
No one at all.

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This piece of writing was created as part of the WritingMe Writing Clubs with Sophumelela High School, Western Cape. Find out more here.