Fake Friends.

I'm fake because I have coloured hair, I put trowels of makeup on and I tell people I'm fine, when in all honesty I feel horrendous. 

I hide behind a persona of an individual who is confident and sublimely happy as it is easier than to admit when I am in pain.

But if you ask me a simple question  or point out a miss-doing that has happened on my behalf I will respond honestly and truthfully and I'll apologise and accept when I'm wrong.

I have made many ill decisions in my life regarding of whom I trust, who I let into my life and who I regard as friends. 

So when I wish you the best I mean it sincerely. But do not try to come crawling back into my life after treating me like dirt dragged in from outside. 

I deserve more than that and our happy memories deserve more than that. Don't tarnish them with harsh words and bitterness. 

Remember you pick up the pieces of a broken mirror and place them back, but you'll inevitably leave behind shards and it will never be complete again.