You don't cheer for me
But you cheer for your friends.
I know you and I aren't good friends
But you know, I cheer for you
Today you didn't sit with me when we went outside to write.
I guess that's kind of my fault, huh?
I bet I freak you out
You sat with your friends and I got so worked up over it
I almost cried
What's wrong with me?
You're just trying to have fun.
Why am I obsessing over it?
If you found out I wrote these poems
You'd thing I'm disgusting
A gross admirer
A freak
A stalker
Why am I still writing this?
You won't ever see it.
Nobody will
Who would want to?
And if he ever read this
He'd humiliate me
And I understand why.
YOU ARE READING
Poems
PoetryThis is not a story!! This is a collection of poems that help me express what I'm thinking. I'm a trans man (ftm) and I like to write about it on here along with my mental health stuff. So have fun *****warning****** Tiggers May include: Depression ...
