Soo many things I bottled up and I feel I should never open up because if do I will be the weak one the pick me one and no one would actually care

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I help others with their problems because I don't know how to help myself

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I want to text u talk with you but I feel like I should not because u seems to be unbotherd by my absence. And that killed something inside me

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I wonder what it feels like to be the chosen. I was never the first choice I was maybe sometime even definitely but never the first chosen

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It hurts to be something it's worst to be nothing with you

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Everyone I love had someone they love even more and I'm nobody's first choice at all

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