Just one of those days.
There are just days where you feel more alone than usual.
Days where you notice everything you don't have
and everything that everyone else has.
You notice the flaws and the shortcomings, the weird and the awkward,
and all the things you wish you didn't see in yourself.
There are days where comparisons become as normal as breathing.
Days that mimic high school.
Not very ideal, I say.
It's days like these where you beg to question what's wrong with you and why you're so weird, why no one will take interest and why you push everyone away when someone actually is.
Questions that skate on thin ice and skim on the petty and superficial.
Days where you wish someone loved you and you loved them back.
Days where you know you're alone and you are nothing.
They make me cry, days like these.
Days where you notice everything you don't have
and everything that everyone else has.
You notice the flaws and the shortcomings, the weird and the awkward,
and all the things you wish you didn't see in yourself.
There are days where comparisons become as normal as breathing.
Days that mimic high school.
Not very ideal, I say.
It's days like these where you beg to question what's wrong with you and why you're so weird, why no one will take interest and why you push everyone away when someone actually is.
Questions that skate on thin ice and skim on the petty and superficial.
Days where you wish someone loved you and you loved them back.
Days where you know you're alone and you are nothing.
They make me cry, days like these.
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