I wish you could see that I’m a person too.
I wish you wouldn’t take me for granted.
I wish you understood that I HAVE FEELINGS.
I wish you didn’t take pictures of me.
I wish you knew that I hate myself.
I wish you knew that I hate my body image.
I wish you knew that I overthink a lot.
I wish you didn’t care.
I wish you knew that the line above this is only half true.
I wish you would stop calling me emo.
I wish you would stop calling me a faggot.
I wish you knew that I care about you deeply.
I wish you knew I’m really sensitive.
I wish you would care about this poem.
I wish you would ask me if I’m ok.
I wish you would force me into telling you I’m not ok.
I wish you would care enough to listen to why.
I wish you would help me, not make it worse.
I wish you would stop ignoring me.
I wish you weren't so nice to me.
I wish you would just leave me alone.
I wish you would make this poem end.
But a poem doesn't truly end, it just stops moving.
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