from the depths of my mind, they flutter free

unwanted

If only your truths
were as sweet as your lies!
A pity such pulchritude
was used to disguise!
Oh, ignorance is bliss;
curse these scrutinous eyes
which never cease
to see through alibis!

So for my sake, say to my face
that you indeed harbor hate
or at least feel indifference
toward my very presence.

But who would want the talentless
when prodigies are around?
I can only dream to impress
instead I only let down.
Don't coat me with sugar;
those sweet words you utter
do not comfort me in the least
when they are said just to please.

Perhaps I am jealous
or envious, or paranoid
with everyone in circles
while I'm alone in a void.
But I try to reach out
even to others online
yet I receive no response
then we act like all's fine.

Am I that hard to befriend?
Am I that undesirable?
Even with my face hidden
you don't find me approachable?

Why do I seek others' company
when nobody seeks mine?
At least I have three buddies
Me, Myself, and I.

I am inured to being unwanted.
I am used to being excluded.
Alas, I suppose I am destined
to forever be in solitude.