tired of it
if so fucking tired of feeling like
im not who im supposed to be
from best friends stopping to talking to me and
people invalidating my identity
i am who I am and i cannot control it
and its awful of you to try and ignore it
from the nonbinary to the insanity
even though the two are not revolved around the other
you treat me like i am some kind of monster
im so Fucking rude to be asking for respect
its so high maintenance to stop the neglect
as if your laziness is more precious than my comfort
because I simply just have no worth
i am fucking tired of it.
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