Vent

“Be yourself” you said
In a voice that hit me direct
But how can you say that
While you shun my interests?

“Don’t bottle your feelings up”
You say to “help”
But you’ve never ever listened
So I instead just shut up.

“I’ll always love you” you cooed
Stroking my tears away
But then you spoil him
And yell at me the next day.

You nod your head quietly
In reply to my fandom-centric ideas
But did you know that it feels like
You’re telling me you don’t care?

“You deserve better…” you choked
Sobbing besides my bed
Are you sure that it’s not you
Who deserved the right of rest?

I’m probably mental
Or so I tell myself
As I look in the mirror
With bottles of emotions on my shelf

You probably cry over me
But why do I deserve that?
You deserve a sweeter girl
Not a lazy little brat

I doubt anyone cares
I don’t think I even do
Who cares about the girl
With her pessimistic attitude?

I wouldn’t be surprised
If no one wanted me around
I’m boring anyways
So I’ll shut up and not make a sound

I’m sorry, I’m sorry
For being a pain in the rear
I never wanted to live like this
To live as a girl in fear

Not of other people
Or monsters under the bed
But as a pathetic awful soul
Damned to walk alone