“validation”
A little bit of validation,
I guess that is too much to ask.
There is nothing right anymore between us,
There is no way in hell this can last.
You don't seem to care
That I feel this way.
I make you treat me like this,
Is what you always like to say.
That is the lowest form of a cop out,
You could possible give.
You don't think that what you do,
Has anything to do with whether I live or don't live.
You make me feel unworthy,
You treat me like I don't even exist.
And God forbid I get upset about it and say something,
Cause that's when you really get pissed.
I'm sick of being the last one you consider,
I am sick of being the one you want if no one else is around.
I am sick of feeling like this and living like this,
I am sick of any peace not ever being found.
poem by Jessica Lynn Hepner
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