You let me hang around
But you pointedly ignore me
It’s not like you’re big famous
There are only so many comments on your stuff
Thank god you’re not big famous or I’d actually have to hate you
I often see you interact with other things
Oh I’ve wondered just how invisible I could be
But I don’t think I am
I think your poker face is your face being behind a screen
Yet I can’t even get you to read one
My entire dream
My whole purpose
Was to get you to notice me
And I shake my head and laugh because it’s always this way
But this time I decided,
Since literally no one else in my entire life notices me
I’d go after the big one,
Why not?
Sigh
Sometimes I wonder why I hang around
7 straight years of being pointedly ignored
You’d think I’d get the point by now
But when I try to move on and away
I find myself wondering
If you’re okay
Like it’s my right to worry about a complete stranger
Who wants nothing to do with me
Like all the other humans out there
Really, if anything, you’re not special
You’re just the same as everyone else in my life ignoring me
I have a Facebook where I frequently post about how lonely I am, how sad I am, how much I struggle
Radio silence except my mum care reacting
It’s kind of like that
I say something to you and other people like it
And that really doesn’t achieve anything
I mean it was never meant to be for likes except yours
Like from the beginning, please just follow me
Show me I’m here
I suppose I’m creating today because you’re creating
Suppose my recent need to create is because you’re working away
That’s how it was last time anyways
I’m just sane now
Mostly
Partially
Sane enough to put on a neat little mask to hide the insanity behind it
And, truly, for some unknown reason, I care greatly about your well being so I have to pretend or how will I maintain the ability to check your Instagram every week?
お互いのfugue
Or something
Be well, blue star
Be well or I’ll have to come fight people for you
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