What makes me mad

You know it happens.

Something or someone just has to say the wrong thing.

It all goes down from there.

There is no way back.

They just keep talking like they don't notice.

They don't care they just hurt me.

They just keep walking.

Keep talking.

They don't even look back to see that I stopped.

They don't care to see if I'm alright.

It's like I don't even exist anymore.

This makes me upset.

Do they really think they can get away with that?

Well... I'll show them.


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