I want to say I miss you
But that just feels like manipulation
I just want attention
I so rarely have anyone’s attention
And I think back to my medical file that says I was only trying to kill myself for attention
I don’t think that was it
But I’ve learnt that suicide doesn’t equal attention
It equals solitary
I just want to be perceived by someone
Seen
All alone
On my own
There was a joke meme where every girl you were into meant you were going to die alone
But it wasn’t funny because it’s true
It must be nice to be someone who can laugh about dying alone
My tiny patch of the Earth that I’m borrowing
Because I don’t make enough to own Earth
And they all just think they own her
Entirely by myself
Constantly searching for something
決して独りじゃない…か
Oh Sun, who I can sit with today
My only friend
The only one who really knows me
Sees my stupid mistakes and how I forever
Repeat these moments in my head like
Sometimes I think I’m just not fit for human consumption
I wouldn’t be alone if I was a good person
Right?
And I don’t know what to fix because they keep these shopping lists of things I’ve done wrong
And it was never with any intention to be
Anything really
But if there’s no one here then it’s me
It feels very isolating to have no flock
Karma seems
Unbalanced
If I’m paying for things I did
That I already learnt not to do
Or if mistakes I made as a stupid child
Are biting me now decades later
I see in my past things that I’ve done
Excluding others
And think, sure, I deserve to feel excluded because of it
But I deserved it when I was doing it
Not now when I wouldn’t do it
Right?
And if I’m being punished for my past life, again,
You’ve taken someone, wiped them clean, and said
You who has no recollection of anything are still at fault
Humans seem to be intent on divine punishment
Yet we’re the ones who dreamed up this hell
Death is terrifying
The idea of not being
I don’t know if I’m more afraid of death or the looming decades of solitude
I really do try to hide the things they hate
I really have tried to change
But change means nothing with no one to see it
You let me go into solitary confinement
I spread my wings and fell to the ground
Flightless bird with no flock
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