Mon, 04/22/2019 - 10:35 -- rlwise

You make fun of my desperate attempts to get attention.

I try harder to show you that it’s a cry for help.

You run away like I’m a dangerous poison.

All I need is a hug, but I sit quietly by myself.


You console each other and say you never saw it coming.

I look down and laugh because you are so clueless.

You cry when you realize it’s all your fault;

And I wait with open arms while they make fun of your desperate attempts to get attention.



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