Hayd0n, Love, reading, school
I wish I was someone's favorite person,
I wish I could be loved but no one gives me a chance.
It hurt at first,
Then uhh....
Then after awhile I got used to it ig.
Getting hurt over and over again,
getting lied to, yelled at,
yah all that pain Im used to it now.
I can't cry anymore,
everything feels numb,
my feelings are just not there anymore ig.
Everyone makes me feel as Im not here,
I'm done I don't wanna be here anymore.
Im tired of all the people who have mistreated me.
The one person who said they loved me,
calls me annoying, loud, ugly, and never meant any of the words he said.
He said he'd come back It's been a month,
He said I wouldn't lose him forever,
so umm where are you Hayden when I actually need you??
you know what yeah i do love you
and I don't want to but if you never meant it why say it.
Why date me if you never even liked me?
You hurt me on another level you made me think people actually cared.
Cared that I am alive, that I'm loved,
for what to be told it was not true and that it never will be true thanks Ig.
Hurt me on another level and I hate you for it but I can't seem to get over you.
I want to get over you so badly bc you treated me horribly,
but I can't
Well I knew I wasn't attractive,
so I would overcome it by,
wearing over sized hoodies and jeans,
hide in my room all day,
barely talk to anyone anymore,
and just don't try at life or school anymore.
Every time someone gives me a little affection,
I fall and then I end up getting hurt again,
bc my parents never really gave me affection so I keep trying for it,
I'm done trying and I'm done talking just let everyone around me do all that,
obviously that shit isn't meant for me I'll shut up now and don't talk,
I'll be numb oh wait I already am okay well yeah thanks.
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I love how you can take all those negative feelings and channel them into beautiful writing. Hopefully expressing them this way allows the release needed to move on from them and into more positive feelings!
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Emotions well written. The opinion of another given more value than what one should think of themselves. We often look to others to gain an opinion of ourselves, a distorted mirror.
love is like a fart you cant push it or it turns to shit but if you hold it for to long it eventually burst so just flush the negative thoughts and try your best
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