To those who hate me for who I am
Im sorry,
Im sorry for doing what I want 'cause I'm struck by my passion
i'm sorry for saying what I want 'cause I saw a correction
I swear its not for attention
To those who tell me to "just shut up" or "too much information"
I'm sorry about talking about the things that has captured my attraction
to you, who seem to spite me whenever I open my mouth
to you who tell me I'm over reacting, or that I'm too loud
you, who tell me things I already know
reassuring my anxiety and throwing my confidence completely out the window
I'm sorry,
that I annoy you with my words
these words that gave meaning to my world
these word that kept me from falling,
falling completely to my depression,
the darkness that is my greatest temptaion
but I want to ask, haven't you thought even for a moment that I suffer?
I know that it might not matter to you that I'm in constant pain it makes me wonder.
I know that you have your own struggles,
maybe even worse that mine but is that enough reason to treat me like swine ?
All I really want is to understand,
Why to me, you're so mad
that you'll go out of you're way just to make me feel bad
and when sometimes you'd try to be subtle, you'd act like you're my friend
just so you can stab me in the back, leave a wound I could never mend
just when let my guard down and thought that my suffering has end
And so to you,
who hate me for who I am,
you who kept laughing and teasing,
Thank you,for reminding me that,
" your just wasting your time"," You're boring", " No one is listening"
No one is ever listening
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