Dear Mr. Whoever read this, I just wanna say, I’m feeling lost and scared. Because I’m at a challenge and I can’t miss, And it’s hard for me, because she cared. But you know, I feel like I can’t go on, It’s not her, but what’s knocking upstairs I love her, but it’s hard cuz I feel like a thorn, **** it. I don’t even know if she cares. All I feel is blank, constantly drained But I know that she sees me strong And I can’t fail her, but it’s always just rained And the ground is slippy, Aren’t I wrong She just sees me strangely And she loves that I’m here But I’m sure she would rearrange me And not blink If I disappear.
This is about my new experience in life. I found someone who claims to like me very much, but I can never shake the feeling, no matter how small it is, that this is all a joke. That I’m going to be the laughing stock. Oh well. C’est la vie