The One With Being Acknowledged

BEWARE: This is an emo post. Proceed with caution.

Okay… I had enough. If this was a psychological game that you’re playing, you have succeeded in making me emo.

Sometimes I wonder if it’s me or if it’s you? I tried my best to fit in. And sometimes you made me felt that you like me , acknowledge me. But there are times when it’s so darn obvious you actually don’t acknowledge me at all. Even as a friend you don’t.

Putting up everyone’s names and not mine. Mentioning everyone that was there but not me. These are just some of the things you did.

Ironically I used to look up to you too. But you fell flat to the ground like a piece of scrap iron in these recent days. Perhaps I knew too much about you.

So is it me or is it clearly not me making up stories in my head this time around? You be the judge.