Samantha
None of them seems familiar, and i dont feel familiar.
I laugh, loud enough to drown the quiet,
When laugher dies down, my name falls silent with it.
I reach out, but the space between us feels too wide.
I look at them now, and I wonder if they're any different from you.
They are.
Their smiles, their words — they don't touch me, they skim the surface, never reach me.
They care too less. Maybe that's okay.
Was it always like this, or was I just acting
Pretending to be included in a dance where I never really learned the steps?
You cared. Just not for me.
You touched me once, and it still softly burns
made me feel seen, but only through your false eyes, the ones that never really looked at me.
Through the eyes that shaped me into something I never chose to be.
Left your mark deep, so deep that sometimes I wonder—
what did you really take from me?
Was it body, or soul?
Oh what a pair, me and you
It was always you that i despised
You blurred the lines of friendship, pushing me where I didn't want to go,
What I didn't wanted to be, twisting my confusion into silence
