My life.
A bunch of lies? Lust? Death?
Or is it honesty? Love? Rebirth?
Perhaps full of friends and family?
Family, yes. Friends, I'm not so entirely
sure anymore.
Things are weird. They act strange. They
seem to not want me around anymore.
Did I do something wrong?
Is it my looks? My attitude? Maybe it's
the way I don't appreciate the feelings of
neglect when it comes to them? Or maybe it's
that everytime I'm around them, I feel like
I'm out of place?
I know my reason is that I'm just not wanted.
They have sprouted wings and flown away from
me. I feel like a lost child, looking for
it's mother, but never finds her.
I know I'm not happily dreaming.So is it
life? Or just my worst nightmare come true?