Jul 2016
How is it possible?
It's not logical.
That every time I try to go see my "friends".
They are doing something else with their weekend.
They give me excuses time after time that are so stupid.
Lying to my face doesn't make me feel included.
After awhile the excuses don't matter.
Maybe it's me that doesn't matter.
I am not something anyone needs.
Your actions show that you agree.
It's not logical.
That every time I try to go see my "friends".
They are doing something else with their weekend.
They give me excuses time after time that are so stupid.
Lying to my face doesn't make me feel included.
After awhile the excuses don't matter.
Maybe it's me that doesn't matter.
I am not something anyone needs.
Your actions show that you agree.
I wrote this poem and I was very upset when writing it and I feel like poems help me feel better and it really does help me... I've been feeling this way for quite a while and it's nice to get it off my chest. Hopefully it doesn't sound stupid I guess.
