I’m pretty sure everyone hates me and guess what guys, I hate me too!

T/W:Mention of Knives and mentions of the ideation of disappearing.

”Got called an alien just for being myself don’t have the patience to be someone else.”-Hope for the underrated youth-Yungblud

You know you're the weird kid when you smile at people and say hi in public and they just pull that sorta strained smile that reeks of

I recognise you but knowing you would be socially catastrophic for me so I don’t know you,

And you know it's bad when they have no issue talking to the friend that if anything is socially worse off than you then again maybe that’s the point they don’t talk.

Your loud, nosier than a car horn in a traffic jam the whole world can hear your voice when your excited, that’s a problem the way you phrase things is a problem, and you better shut your mouth before your drowning in your words that people interpreted wrong. It's your fault they hate you.

My existence bothers people and that is becoming increasingly more apparent it spills out like a flood from her mouth that she hated me for every reason I hated myself and actually that’s given me ammunition to use against myself and now I analyse every word i speak it’s tiring after the 4th day of reading your emotions like a book.

I wish speaking was an optional sport but it’s the foundation on which we communicate and I have no reason to go quiet.

Everyone stares you down like an alien because that’s what you are and you need to go back where you came from I’m the dish soap in a milk and food colouring experiment pushing people away.

there’s a million things wrong with you that you need to right they'll tell you they love you with a knife in your back and their finger prints on the weapon and I know they're not holding a knife but I’m waiting for them to snap both of them.

I think I need to stop making myself known to the world.

I think I need to disappear,

I think you'll all be better off without me,

I think I shouldn’t be here.

Yours sincerely

🦋Hazel.N.Raven 🦋

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