How I Feel
I feel out of place here. . . Like I don’t belong. . . Like they don’t want me. Nobody hears me. Nobody listens, nobody sees. I feel invisible, ignored, unheard, and isolated. I spend a lot of time on my own, stuck in a corner, feeling alone. I feel expendable, replaceable, tossed aside, and taken advantage of or taken for granted. They treat me like a tool just to be tossed aside to the ground when not in use. And when i finally break down they call me dramatic. Unstable, weak, weak, and shameful are the labels they give me. I feel useless sometimes. I want to be helpful to make people happy. But I cannot. For I am not good enough they say. I want to feel free, useful, loved, and happy. I want to feel important, pretty and wanted. But I don’t. I fear I never will
