Spacey Thoughts

Sometimes when I'm alone, I start to think way too much. My whole life I've had people in it who treat me like a massive inconvenience. I pretend it doesn't bother me, but it eats me up inside. What did I do to deserve it?

Now, I even worry sometimes if I'm an inconvenience to my friends or even my wonderful girlfriend, but they just don't want to tell me.

I try so hard to be loud and big and take up space because if I don't, I'm afraid I'll be pushed away and forgotten.