If I'm not the depressed one in my friend group anymore - because someone's taken over that place..
Then I who am I?
Am I anyone anymore?
Do I have any role in the group anymore?
Am I just a background character to everyone's lives?
What is my existence now?
YOU ARE READING
Can you feel this?
PoetryMy inner feelings. The ones I tell no one. The thoughts of you that pass my brain mostly - but if you can feel some of these things, some of these deep, twisted feelings. I'm sorry. You're not alone though. <3
