Used to the pain,
Used to the lies
Used to the false facade of kindness offered by ‘friends’ hidden behind contempt and dislike.
I try not to accept the fact that those closest hate me, avoid me.
The hurt, drowned out by apathy.
A false apathy you convince yourself you possess.
But know you don’t.
How to move on from this?
When those you care about leave you. Use you only to throw you away like a item that’s lost its usefulness.
Why lie? Tell me the truth.
I will accept it.
Don’t have to hide it from me.
I’m used to the pain.
Used to this pain.
Used to my pain.