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i’m not blind
it’s there in plain sight
when i turn my head your gut reaction disturbs me
why do you hide it from me
it’s a vice, i get it
something that will always bother me
i tried many of times
perhaps refusal to admit something like this can affect someone in this way
i guess i have to remember it’s not all about me
it has consumed me
made me ugly inside
obsessed to the point where everyday life is affected
i see and react without thinking
to know that you have judged based solely on situations
it’s bittersweet
days i care, days i don’t care
i’m jealous of the attention it gets
makes one feel nothing else exists
forever bothered maybe my feelings don’t matter
all alone, no one sees it from my side
trying to shove all of the feelings deep down inside
it has affected my enjoyment of things
rendering me bitter, sad, confused
why is it me that is hidden
i tried to let it all go, but i fear the unknown
never told things or don’t know things
this i am not used to
i’m not used to not being shown in that way
in an instant and with the new it was taken away from me
the reality can only know me
knowing only it can be seen, that bothers me
but again no one understands me
one wonders why it bothers me
the reassurance goes but so far
i can’t take these feelings anymore
and i don’t know how to deal with them
mind moving fast
the thoughts won’t get out of my head
even in deep sleep the face appears
laughing at me
validating that i am next to nothing in comparison
horrific things that i hope will never become a reality to me
in my dreams you take everything from me
plenty had something to say
no mention of my name
it’s weird that they cannot even say it
a plane of existence where i’ll never be
harsh words thrown at me for my feelings
it will be something that forever bothers me
guilt i feel because of this ridiculous emotion
why would it make me so sad
no words came from me in fear of what the reprocussions would be
someone is permitted to mark their place over me rendering me defenseless
petty maybe but how much more of the unknown can i take
i no more believe in leaps of faith
you’re descheveled and old
there is a vision to revitalize you
make you worth something again
million dollar homes are popping up here and there
scattered around empty little plots of land filled with trash
the plaid wearing mustache brigade will be moving in on you shortly
soon there will be coffe shops that sell vegan friendly treats
barley juice stands
shops in which to buy douche bag accessories
yes indeed the paid shirt mafia will be coming to get all of you shortly
written while people watching at a local donut selling establishment
dear creepy dude that picked sitting near all of the underage school girls rather then the side of dunkin that was empty
you are a vile excuse of a man
i can see what you are doing
peering over your cell phone at these poor defenseless girls
you nonchalantly step out for a call
perhaps to your mechanic to see what time your dented white rape van will be finished at the shop
i think you know i am on to you
because you sit on the side of dunkin i am camped out at when you come back in
perhaps you are creeping on me now
you skeeve me mr. stale cigarette smelling, camo hoodie wearing perv
Note: Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.
