Who are you?

What did you do with my bestfriend?
 

She was dear to my heart, almost like my kin

Tell when you see her, if she will remember what we had?

Because right now all I see is a dusty old rag,

Who doesnt care about me or what I have got going on.

All she cares about is who is popular and who is going out with so and so

Deep down she will always be dear to my heart, almost like my very own kin

Because she was my first true bestfriend