Literature
'Annoying'
You walked right by me
and as always, you never saw me.
"Annoying"
is what you called me.
I tried to shake it off,
telling myself that it was just you,
but somewhere deep inside;
I knew that it was a lie.
You hated me.
I wanted to know you,
wanted something that would never be.
It all seems so hopeless now to me.
I cried so hard, and I feel ashamed.
This is me now, but I am not the same.
My heart is broken,
my eyes are closed.
This aching hurts deep inside,
but I'll never let it show.
Instead I'll cover it up;
smile like it's really me.
Once a mask,
always a mask,
Its uncanny, yeah, you'd think it was me.