Never been noticed, haven’t been noticed, will not be noticed. The one I like is right in front if my eyes, but I’m behind his back, were I belong. It feels horrible that I will never have a chance with him. There will be another girl who won’t make him suffer, will make him smile, and will love him and show him what true love is. I’ll just stay behind and won’t waste his time.
Everyday it’s easier to not be missed. No one would notice anyway. Not even they know. There’s a huge mark on my left arm, my left leg and back. But no one notices. The only people who asked me, which was 2, was for mere curiosity. Ha, that laugh hurt. I wish I could bring more smiles. I just ruin everything I touch. No one would even know… I cover my darkness and evilness with the innocence of pink. I even blemished ‘pink’ now…. They see my life as if it were perfect, then perfect may my death be.