They were sitting there in a group,
Gossiping.
I was there too,
But they didn’t see me,
Like they had no eyes.
I was in the corner,
Covered in old memories,
But they did see me,
They whispered and looked at me.
They thought that I wasn’t looking,
Like I wasn’t listening,
But I did.
Every single word.
We used to be friends,
But they put this gap in between.
They did this to me.
It makes me question myself.
Am I nothing but burden?
Do I not deserve happiness?
Will I always be lonely?
Always depressed?
Do I even deserve to live?
It is true.
They did make me self conscious,
And I have to live with it for the rest of my life!