You tell me no one wants you, and I can't understand how you can say that. I don't see how you can say that when I'm here, every day, trying to make you feel loved and wanted.
How can you say that I'm no one? When did I become no one?
Do you even realise how much it hurts to know that you don't notice how much I try for you... everyday I try to make you realise how much I love and care about you and make you feel loved and feel like you belong here but you're too blind to see it.
You sit here and tell me you want to leave because no one cares. If that is how you think who am I to you? No one? How can't you see that I'm in love with you?
YOU ARE READING
The falling silence
Puisi"When thinking about life, remember this: no amount of guilt can solve the past and no amount of anxiety can change the future" This book is a collection of my thoughts and poetry. In this book, I talk about anxiety, depression, bullying and grief.
