Discombobulated Thoughts

Am I Just Interpreting Things Wrong?

Are all of those stray thoughts still about me?

Do I want them to be? Does the thought of being friends with someone enamored by me make me feel good?

God's I'm awful, you might think i'm great

I'm not

But you'll find that out eventually

If a smidgen of any of it is about me however, you should ask me about it.

You'll be surprised what I answer back with, don't let your own self loathing fog up the way you think others feel about you