Invisible
I thought you would check on me if I am okay; if I slept alright. When I told you, I am in pain I thought you would care to ask, what happened. But you didn't. Neither did you. Actually none of you. I suddenly became invisible to everyone around. You stuck by me in the happier times Then what changed now? You said I was fun and quirky And that you gonna be around always. How did that "always" end so fast? How could you not see that I was dying inside And I needed you to just pull me back once. Is this how it works? Was I also not around, when you needed me? Maybe. But then what is the point? Of having people. What is the point if you can't find solace in any of them. When no one can be there to pull you back, to heal you. You made me feel miserable, needy and clingy. I hated myself. I wonder if I also did that to you. After a while, I became numb. I got used to the pain and to you not being aro