I am constantly ignored. I am constantly forgotten. I am constantly alone. And I hate talking about it. It makes me feel worse. But I know what else to do.
I am so lost and confused. I don't want to reach the brink of suicide, but when pretty much everyone you know makes you feel like they don't want you there, and how you're pretty much on your own nearly all the time, it begs the qustion: What is the point of trying to ignore that? It's clearly something I can't avoid. I'm just not enjoyable. I'm probably annoying, boring, all those negative words.
And I'm helpless.
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Once, there was a man, born inside of a world made of steal and hate. He was bred on unusual social habits, mainstream entertainment and silently strict principles. Eventually, he pulled himself up, dusted himself off and moved on to form his own self. He found nice clothes, amazingly unique music, put on his fake, large glasses, started writing stories and applied bohemia to his life.
Please, join on this trail of madness.
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