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I play this twisted game when I start to question why people talk to me. I call it “Are you paying attention”. Usually it’s not in person. I’ll send a Snapchat that if you actually looked at it you would notice my glossy eyes and my red nose from crying. But you won’t notice I’ll smile when you tell a joke or I’ll nod in a agreement but you don’t watch my smile fade when I look away. But you won’t notice I’ll ask you if you’re ok to see if you ask me back. If you do respond you’ll believe me when I say I’m ok. But you won’t notice I’ll stay quiet and not as happy as I like to think I am. Hoping you notice and ask what’s wrong. But you won’t notice I want to think that you understand me. That you get me. I want to believe you listen when I’m upset. I want you to care. But when you don’t notice I know you don’t. It’s a twisted game because you tell me you do care. And sometimes you show me you notice. Or when I’m crying you’re there for me. But if I don’t tell you something is wrong You won’t notice
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Aug 19, 2018
Aug 19, 2018 at 1:33 AM UTC
You won’t notice
I play this twisted game when I start to question why people talk to me. I call it “Are you paying attention”. Usually it’s not in person. I’ll send a Snapchat that if you actually looked at it you would notice my glossy eyes and my red nose from crying. But you won’t notice I’ll smile when you tell a joke or I’ll nod in a agreement but you don’t watch my smile fade when I look away. But you won’t notice I’ll ask you if you’re ok to see if you ask me back. If you do respond you’ll believe me when I say I’m ok. But you won’t notice I’ll stay quiet and not as happy as I like to think I am. Hoping you notice and ask what’s wrong. But you won’t notice I want to think that you understand me. That you get me. I want to believe you listen when I’m upset. I want you to care. But when you don’t notice I know you don’t. It’s a twisted game because you tell me you do care. And sometimes you show me you notice. Or when I’m crying you’re there for me. But if I don’t tell you something is wrong You won’t notice
#notnoticed#alone#invisible#sad#depressed
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17/F/Minneapolis, Minnesota
Aug 19, 2018
Aug 19, 2018 at 1:33 AM UTC
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