If It Wasn't For You

Assumption

I wish people would stop telling me what to do.

I wish people would stop assuming things that I have done.

I wish people would stop treating me like shit.

What did I ever do to you?

Doesn't it make sense?

I'm always telling people to leave me alone.

Pushing everyone who hurts me away from my existence.

There's a reason why I do it.

Sitting in my dark, small room.

No sound; just my thoughts.

Is this what it's come down to?

This is who you think I am.

"You're fat; you need to stop eating so much."

"Yeah, you need that make-up on your face; you're ugly."

"No wonder you don't have friends; look how you treat people."

Not a single person knows the real me.

I don't tell people how I feel.

I try not to talk much.

When I reach for help,

there's nobody to grab me.

So why keep trying to become a better person?

It's not like anyone will care.

What if I just stay in my room?

Besides, I have nothing to share.

May 30th, 2019