I need to tell you the truth.
It got around school
that I didn't like you.
But the truth is that I
don't know you,
not well enough to know the truth.
I finally figured out why I said those things:
You remind me of him.
I associate you with him.
There are similarities-
on my part, not yours.
But nobody knows about him,
so they don't know where I am coming from.
This is my excuse, even if it is true. I
should have just kept my mouth shut and my head