I'm getting the feeling that you don't care.
And you don't understand.I feel that I can't open up to you like I wish I could.
I feel like I'm a bother.
That I'm just a problem you wish to get rid of.So I'm gonna do you a favor.
I won't text.
I won't call.
I won't answer.
I won't be a burden anymore.For I know that's what you want.
I can see in your eyes that you're lying when you say you love me.
Or that you care.So if you're reading this, you'll know why I'm not answering.
Don't worry about me, like you never did.
I'll worry about you though.
Because even though you probably can't stand me, I still love you all.It hurts me to leave,
But it's in your best interest.Goodbye my friends.
YOU ARE READING
Final Writings
PoetryThis is just a place where I'm gonna let out my feelings. I warn you. It's not pretty. Triggering