I get it now.
I understand why I am so alone.
I am always negative,
Looking for the bad in things.
I am disturbed,
Laughing at others' pain.
I am weird,
Thinking much differently than everyone else.
I am judgemental,
Picking apart everyone,
Pointing out their flaws.
And lastly,
I am cold.
So cold that everyone I touch,
Leaves.
Because they are
Frost bitten.
Jan 15, 2014
Jan 15, 2014 at 8:25 PM UTC
I get it now.
I understand why I am so alone.
I am always negative,
Looking for the bad in things.
I am disturbed,
Laughing at others' pain.
I am weird,
Thinking much differently than everyone else.
I am judgemental,
Picking apart everyone,
Pointing out their flaws.
And lastly,
I am cold.
So cold that everyone I touch,
Leaves.
Because they are
Frost bitten.
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