one day i will be dead like every other thing that used to be alive
i quit. i dont matter.
all i have are my own memories. no future
current life and for many years a black sheep
a surrogate replacement fill in last choice
shunned black balled ignored scapegoat
unpopular unwanted not picked chosen
caterer never catered to
giver they take my time anything they think i have . never get ahead . shoved back and down
plain common ordinary ugly nothing special
look at daily life. ignored. not looked at. no friends.
he expects submission sex and money. hates to see me smile .is angry the majority of the time and goes out of his way to make me angry miserable or emotionless devoid of joy and happiness while he smiles at xmas cards from right wing republican political families he donates money to but does not know any of these people.
he refuses to do anything fun with me
the episode cheap ...the cheapskate twilight zone man resembles him
i cant give him what he wants. i dont have it i dont know who has it
i would rather go to sleep and not wake up
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