For What it Was Worth

For What My Girl Friends Were Worth

For what being friends with that group of girls was worth, it ended up worse then she thought when she just met them.

When she met them, she started to wear makeup

She thought that the girls were pretty, popular

And she didn't want to get hate so, she conformed to their standards.

She didn't know that they would help but her in the bad place she ended up in

The months it took to get her mentality and confidence back

No, they didn't bully her but every guy liked them before her

Compared all of the girls

And they all backstabbed each other.

One kissed the other's boyfriend.

One was in love with another's ex.

One played with both of those boys.

One lied to all of the other's faces to seem more attractive. 

In the end the girl in love got hurt the most, being the newest to the group

Last one all the guys tried to run through

Getting looked at as an item after that

But she was sick

Not physically, but of all the mental weight

Being worried about everything

all 

the

time.

Worried not to say too much or else the other girls would become snakes

Not to come off as too desperate

And not to come off to the public eye as them

But one day she realized to be friends with them, she did not have to be them.

One day she realized that she can be friends with them from a distance.

One day the compliment that made her smile the most was

                                           "But you don't act like them, you are not like them."