pretending is easier than outwardly hating everyone you see on a daily basis.

it gets harder at night when you realize

you're a liar.

the people you want to love you barely know you.

you don't even know them.

they're better than anyone you know now.

you don't want to say

"they get me"

nobody gets anybody.

friendship is a fucking joke.

who needs other people?

i do, i fucking do.

why can't i get close to anybody.

i blame them.

it's me, i know it's me i should have someone who will always have my back.

but i don't.

i'm a liar and alone.