i want to bash ur skull in and rip out parts of ur brain to to understand your thoughts.

‘i don't know who u are anymore'
i don’t either

was it something i said?
that made you anxious

made you angry
or made you upset?

I sometimes walk around you
Waiting for even a small glance

Yet you see right through me
Leaving me with nothing but emptiness

I've become a shadow;
Only a memory

Now I begin to question whether or not
I ever existed to you.