My Lost Mind

Very Much So

You said you were busy this weekend.

Caught up in something else.

I come to see your face plastered on a persons socials.

Not busy this weekend.

Just not needing of me.

I understand.

No really.

I do.

But why lie to my face like you are trying to cheat on a test and got caught.

What did I do to deserve this.

And no.

I don't need your pity.

I'm going to walk into school today and pretend like everything is the same when I truly shouldn't.

If I bring it up,

You'll get defensive.

And mad.

No need.

I already have a cloud above my head ready to pour down with all of that anger.

Enough for the both of us.

You say that you have felt that way.

When?

You always have a backup person.

I don't.

If I am without you and a couple other crucial people, which are all with you.

Then I'm all alone.

And sad.

But I'm too much you say.

Too much stress on you.

I'm just... too much.

I try to please you people because I have no one else at the moment.

No one to call my best friend besides one that can't be here constantly.

I just want to let you know that I'm hurt.

Very.