confession

the hell i got through to get your attention
was it worth it?
the pathetic hopes and the jealousness
of your cigarette smoking friends
why would you want to be with me i thought
you have friends way cooler than me
don’t make me feel miserable and worthless
just say something, just touch me
look at me long enough and watch the tears well up in my eyes
stay. just stay with me
take me, i wont make a noise
i wont tell a soul
is it better to speak or die?
if not later, when?
if not now, when?
should i reach and rip out the truth?
that steely look of yours
once i’ve told you
i’d rather die than face