And im left alone
On the weekend sitting on my own.
i am tired, emotionally unstable.
with the hopes one day im able
To be included with what everyone else is doing.
i know that im just brewing, awaiting a spewing.
of hateful words directed at myself for the fact
That i am not capable of keeping friendships in tact.
I am aware that i am odd, different kinds of taste.
So please don't spare me, do not copy and paste.
"I already have plans, maybe some time later,"
I am aware you don't want me around, i am not your waiter.
i will not wait for you to come and go,
when i already know.
i already hurt, but don't worry.
no need to lie to me and then scurry.
i hope you had fun, but im already done.
I've succumbed to the emptiness of my own company,
Getting used to the abundance of my sadness;
and maybe being alone is causing me madness.
