Today I was rejected and it was the worst kind.

It wasn’t from a boy,

it wasn’t from a school,

and it wasn’t from a job.

 

It was from a friend.

 

Be spontaneous they said, and so I did nothing but that.

Be creative they said, and so I did exactly that.

Be yourself they said, and so I did just that.

 

Maybe I was spared.

Maybe this was a blessing in disguise.

Maybe I just wasn’t good enough.

 

They say to look past the rejection.

They say there is always next time,

But that is the biggest lie I have ever heard.

 

Rejection will follow you.

It will eat at you until you succeed.

But even then will it continue to grow.

 

Rejection never falls asleep.

Its soul purpose is to ruin your day.

And Lord knows it’s the champion at that.

 

Its the slap in the face that leaves a permanent mark.

Its the sad song on the radio that hits you like a bad break-up.

Its the voice of the teenage girls whispering about you in the corner.

 

Today I was rejected for being myself and wish someone would just tell me why.