Quincy
Back as a young girl, I thought I knew better
I came into third grade, wearing my brand new sweater
I made some friends, I had such luck
But one girl there was where my trouble had struck
Her name was Quincy, and she was my friend
And I thought we’d be that, right till the end
I didn’t notice then, but I remember now
How whenever I was with her, I could frown
I had three friends, including Quincy
By the end of the year? I felt a bit wincy
She left me behind having other friends
But the moment I went, she’d cry without end
I remember one day, I spotted her sister
So I gave chase, caught in a twister
I finally caught her, I thought I was clever
But with Quincy, I should’ve know better
I thought her sister could play, what I lie
I came back over to find out Quincy had started to cry
“You left me for her!” She screamed and cried
I felt super bad, for why she thought that I didn’t know why
So we made up, she got over it quick
That should’ve been my first hint.
She would lie to me a lot
But I was a fool, and this is what I got.
Soon enough, she was my only friend
But then, the school year came to an end
I had to move school, now I think of as a joy
But to Quincy, she was losing her prized toy
Till the end of 7th grade, I was stalked
It almost felt like I was being mocked
I was scared, that was no lie
Now i’m free, like i’m in the blue sky
Notes, gifts, coming for a in person visit
I had to hear her inquisite
“Where is she?” I heard her ask
But the worse finally passed
My mom threated the police, that made her leave
But as young child, I started to grieve
Now I know better, I’m much more mature!
But even to today… i’m scared of running into her.
