Dear friend,
I'm sorry for everything.
Saying I'm happy when I wasn't
Saying I was okay when I was worse than yesterday. I'm sorry for ruining your perfect life. Its just a mistake I do too often, because I'm a mistake.
But thank you,
Thank you for ignoring me
Thank you for not noticing my pain
Thank you for not being there
When I needed you most
Thank you for pretending you actually cared
Thank you for convincing me that you did
Because we all know good and well you didn't
But thank you, for giving me another reason to hate myself
YOU ARE READING
depression DISCONTINUED
Poesíajust a set of poems I scribbled down when I could...not much of a writer DISCONTINUED
