Fake friends.
Alcohol.
Weed.
Anxiety.
Depression."Being a teenager"
That's what they call it, what they call when you put all those things in a blender and take a shot.
It's the one things that burns more going down then a bottle of vodka or a cup of gin.
You lay in bed all day staring at nothing.
You lay in bed all night looking at Instagram, your empty Snapchat, movies, shows, porn.
Anything to keep you mind off the thoughts of the last few nights.
"Wanna find a room?"
Those words he used to make you believe he cared, but in reality, did you even care.
Yes, your not white, your not blonde, you not tall, skinny, smart, popular.
Yet all those things... all those things are what make the decisions of being lonely or not in this town.
Fuck me.
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The Lonely Feeling Of Being Lonely
PoetrySometimes loneliness can be your best friend. But most of the time, it's the thing that kills you.