Another Lonely Day

Hello again! I've been rather upset today although I got a good score on my science test today (it was a 90%, we cooked). So I lwky wrote in a very upset manor, because no matter how accompanied I am, I always feel so lonely and overall fake.

Enjoy my idiocrasy, it's very swear-word-core today! :3

-Fucking Fake and Unapproachable-

2/18/25

Struggling not to cry,

As my feelings slowly die,

The ones of sorrow,

And the ones of joy,

Have now left me,

Playing so fucking coy.

I am indeed upset,

And it is your fault,

But in reality I'm tired of your secret vault,

This bullshit you put me through,

This tiresome role you play,

Oh it bothers me so.

I’m sick of being the tortured painter,

That one kid from the corner,

All alone to sink in sadness,

To wallow under Willow trees old as time,

Struggling to find my words,

My mind tasting like a bitter Lime.

I understand your ideals–

Actually fuck that,

I don’t.

Yeah, 

I fucking don’t, Dude.

I’m sick of your bullshit,

I’m done with your idiocrasy,

I’m just through,

With you.

I’m on the verge of tears,

But the one thing keeping me away,

Are my fears.

My fears of loneliness,

My fears of solemnness,

Fuck,

I’m weak aren’t I?

Always playing the hero,

Avoiding being the victim,

But expressing my voice through words written on page,

Trying to tell my story,

It’s all in vain.

I’m unapproachable.

I’ll be friendly, sure,

But it’s always so fake.

I know that’s not me,

But it’s what everyone’s been led to see!

If I dare lower my guard,

Or this disgusting façade,

I’ll lose everyone’s touch,

Straying from the “squad.”