you probably didn’t think much about it
when you said that your friend thought
that i was cute.
but you don’t know that i’ve known him,
probably longer than any of you have.
you don’t know that when you came over,
my entire body was shaking.
you don’t know that even approaching me
caused my anxiety to skyrocket.
you don’t know that what you said hurt.
you don’t know that i hate myself.
you don’t know that even i know
that most people are not attracted to me.
not when i look the way i do.