Pride!

To Someone Who Will Never see This

I was your game,

Your little game,

Just so you could say you're gay. 

I know wonderful people,

Who are a part of the community,

The community where I am in,

But sometimes even if you question,

It isn't cool to use someone.

But forget me for a second,

You left your best friend in shock,

In a state that left them wondering what they did. 

I don't care,

I don't care if you're gay,

Straight,

Lesbian,

Bisexual,

Asexual.

I don't care if you're the richest in the world,

The "saddest",

The "most unfortunate",

You don't treat people like shit.

I feel no empathy for your bullying,

Or the mental abuse your putting on your friends,

All I hear from you are excuses,

All I hear now is lies,

Yet I know the truth.

You don't love me,

You don't love my friend,

You don't love the psycho whom I'm friends with,

You don't even love your best friend,

You only love using people,

For your own personal gain. 

I feel so betrayed,

Not only have I been mentally screwed,

But by damaging my mentality,

You forced a reoccurring problem back onto me,

And call it love.

Lucky for me,

A true sucker for pain,

But the pain is my sucker,

And I'm stuck in my own Hell again. 

Dear person whom will never read this,

Love doesn't hurt,

Love isn't ignoring someone for seven months,

Love isn't mentally screwing someone so they don't eat,

Love isn't attacking someone who wants to gain weight.

You think  I'm jealous of you,

Yet,

I have one question.

Why would I ever be jealous of someone who uses people just to throw them out?