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i don feel wanted.
i don feel important.
i don feel that my existence is needed.
i don feel that my life is meaningful.

i think my friends are gone.
i think my cousins left.
i think im not happy.

im not happy.

she's always the one in attention.
she's always the one who gets more care.
she's always the one who gets what she wants.
she's always more likeable.
she's always the better person.

she gets the better life.
and when i thought i had him.
he left me with nothing but broken pieces of memories.
he left me with nothing but that shattered heart.

its scarred. it cannot heal fully.
its there. it will always be there.

if i have to cry again, i will dig my eyeballs out.
im sick and tired as it is already.

even if i miss him,
i would swallow my misery and let it dissappear in to oblivion.

my existence in the world is mundane anyway.