I'm losing everyone. The people I thought would never forget about me, ignore me, or leave me out in the cold are doing just that. My best friend has talked to almost everyone but me all day long and it's killing me pretending that I don't mind. Music seems to be the only thing ever truly there for me. I miss just being able to talk to someone without them walking away in the middle of a conversation. Maybe it's just my own selfish mind. It doesn't matter. I'm not important. I'm just jealous. That's all. I'm just jealous that no one's taking time for me like they used to and I'm a selfish shithead.
YOU ARE READING
Depression and self harm quotes and poems.
PoetryNot all of these are mine. So I do not take any credit for the ones I didn't write. WARNING:Some content could be triggering. If you are easily triggered PLEASE DO NOT READ.
