You used me.
When it was convenient, you were my friend.
When I called you out.
You would say it was my fault.
Pick up another used friend, and be on your way.
No one can see it.
And that’s okay.
One day you will, and I won’t be there.
I am not there now.
Sharon is 23 years old. She used to write all the time, then life kinda happened. It’s funny how life happens and we put things on hold, and one day we use what has happened to create something wonderful. Writing for Sharon is a release, and she hopes that what she writes connects with other people the way it does for her.