The Truth Is...
Bad thoughts flood my mind, things like
death.
No one would care if I
disappeared.
My self-esteem is lower now.
My self-confidence is lower now.
Attractiveness isn't a friend towards me.
This person takes people from me every single day.
Compared to her, I'm invisible.
Who caused me to feel this?
My own "best friend". The one
I've known since 2nd grade, the one I thought I knew. The one I
have every class with. The one I have to sit beside at lunch.
Know what? I'm tired of
it.