Jan 16, 2022
You look at me like someone that only exist as a side character, never the main character in a story. Just someone that can't be named. Just someone who passed by you in the park. No need to give description. Just someone.
Why are there people like that?
It's Just Difficult. You look at me like somone who doesn't belong in your circle. I can't do anything because if I said anything you'd label me names and cursed me to death. I can't speak my own voice because I can't be like them. I'm sorry, I can't be like them.
And then, your minion told me I'm smart – note the sarcasm, last time, and I ate lunch on a restaurant alone, and and I walked behind all the time.
