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is someone watching me?
“You cannot make everyone think and feel as deeply as you do. This is your tragedy … because you understand them, and they do not understand you.”
— Daniel Saint
Trainspotting (1996)
Dir. Danny Boyle
i feel very sad.
i deserve it,
but it still hurts.
i think i'm ugly,
on the inside too.
i like to believe i am a good person,
but i am just a person.
i do good, and i do bad.
the bad haunts me.
especially at night,
ghosts of the past visit me,
forcing me to see their side.
i see her in crowds of people,
i freeze,
i don't know what to do.
i'm being followed,
by the choices i made,
and people i hurt.
forever cursed to feel like shit,
i'm comfortable in it, even though i hurt,
i hope in some part it can make up for the things i've done.
never adult enough to stand up for myself or speak my point of view.
i'm always hiding from everything and everyone who scares me.
i'm always scared. i'm scared i'll make things worse.
i always make things worse.
i can't wrap my brain around the time that has gone by.
i want to die, i think.
would that make up for it?
god, i am such an idiot.
i miss having people to talk to.
i feel so lonely these days.
i can't stand up for myself.
i am bad, i deserve bad.
i am bad.
i
am
bad.
bad person. no good. snake. liar. cheater. crybaby. abuser. childish. impulsive. someone should kill me, honestly. the world would probably be better without me. i just don't want my mom and siblings to hurt, or anyone i ever knew.
i wonder if the people i remember all still remember me.
i think i'm forgettable, boring, uncool, uninteresting, untalented, annoying, repetitive, accidentally rude, cranky, dumb, and ugly. why would people remember me. i bet i am easy to forget.
i don't believe people love me.
why should they? i am nothing.