a tweet ruined my life
made me hate myself
believe all the things I was already thinking
I hate my life
I have no friends
I have nothing to look forward to anymore
I used to think
"its his loss"
but now I cant even speak, afraid of rejection.
"You have to be at least semi likable to have anyone ask you to homecoming"
lol you're probably right
I'm not pretty or funny.
maybe I'm not likable.
I won't argue with that.
you cant be likable
if you can't speak.
when I'm driving,
I think, it'd be so easy.
so fast, just to pull the steering wheel.
and it'd be all your fault.
I want you to feel that guilt
and the hurt. and the pain.
IT WAS YOU.
{m.s.}

YOU ARE READING
alone in my thoughts
Poesiethis is my way of catching my breath this is my way to stop crying this is my road to recovery this is my protection if you have something rude to say, please read another story and keep your thoughts to yourself.