Boys stare, girls glare
Consumed by confusion
Please all, please none
Always wanting but never won
Lost, hurt, alone again
Wish for more through a pen
Don't care to care
Getting used to unfair
Miss the few
That really knew
Heart is empty
Mind is reeling
Fists white, clenched
Feeling backed to a fence
Swing at who
Fools who don't or fools who do...
I really feel alone sometimes. I miss my best friend, I could always rely on her...and I can't find that with anyone else. People seem self involved and indifferent. Who cares? Why are girls so catty? Why, every time I become friends with a guy, does it never last? Why are the married guys not allowed to talk to me unless wifey is out of town? Why do people act like they know I'm a bitch when they don't know me at all? Why am I becoming so much more quiet and tuning out all the thoughts in my head? Why is it so damn hard for me to accept people for worthless and just be my awesome self without concern? I hate myself for caring.
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