Uh TW implied bullying and psychological trauma (except I pretty much didn’t realize until too late.) And yes. I know. I know people will not care. Life, isn’t it fun? Realizing nobody ever cared. And I’m just about to prove it. What else? I’m not gonna do anything stupid, but still, it’s simply reality. Idk free verse word vomit or sum that I just felt like doing: You. You tossed me aside, A dirty rag. A liability that was simply disposable. All that matters to You, Is the ideal image of a person That fits your standard. I’m quite far From that. I was used And tossed. Ignored. Perhaps those who spark your interest, They too, Would be part of such discards Like me, Someday. Even if they were Better Than me. What am I to You? I welcomed You. I genuinely cared. Yet I was brushed away; A speck of dust Meant to drift And be blown aside By the passing wind. Not even the other specks of dust Wish me To be here. You. I do not know you. I am not acquainted to you. I certainly thought Once, a long time ago That I did. No. I was simply A rag. Now I lie On the ground. I wish I could’ve been a prettier rag. I would indulge in the delusion Oh, the pretty lies… Just A little Longer. When I knew you. You.
