I’m sick of crying,
I’m sick of feeling insignificant,
I’m sick of feeling unappreciated,
I’m sick of hurting,
I’m sick of feeling alone,
I’m sick of feeling worthless,
I’m sick of feeling fat,
I’m sick of feeling unattractive,
I’m sick of feeling unwanted,
I’m sick of feeling not good enough,
I’m sick of being a disappointment,
I’m sick of being alone,
I’m sick of being depressed,
if you ever call me annoying, even if it’s just jokingly, the chances of me ever speaking to you again are slim to none because I’ll be so afraid that every little word or sound that comes out of my mouth will aggravate you and make you cringe and hate my existence