Poems For The Depressed

rant. NOT a poem

Ok, so, do you people know how irritating it is when people keep secrets from you? Especially when they tell you that they know something that you don't but still won't tell you, even thought they brought it up. It's just worse when you think that that person would never keep anything from you, someone who's supposed to be the best friend, but yet they won't tell you. It hurts like hell. It just makes it even more bad when your two best friends leave you out of a conversation. It hurts because you think these people are supposed to be your friends, your best friends even, but then they either leave you out, flat out refuse to tell you, or make up some stupid story that, even if you don't know what it was really about, you know ain't true. I mean, hell, sometimes you just want to stand up and scream, "I'm fucking right here! I know that you don't care but just stop fucking lying!!" When people lie to you, and you know it, it makes you more insecure. It make you doubt yourself and worry about what the people Who are supposed to be your friends, people you consider family, think of you. If they honestly hate you
If they think your an immature little kid. It doesn't matter. People's opinions shouldn't matter to you but they do no matter how hard you try to ignore it. It doesn't go away. It's like a bunch of little demons inside your head screaming as loud as they can 24/7. Every single day. It's horrible. It makes you anxious and stressed and worrisome. People need to stop lying, omitting the truth, and just refusing to tell you anything if they brought it up.
It just makes your life that much harder and gives you that much more shit to deal with.