Unwanted. Sometimes you aren’t sure if it is a feeling or a fact. Do they not want you here or are you just overthinking? You inject yourself with the unsatisfying doubts so much that you often contemplate why you are even in this situation in the first place. Friends - If that’s what you’d want to call it. But something deep inside of you knows undoubtedly that if you all were truly friends, you wouldn’t be feeling and being treated as if you were unwanted. They have made it as clear as the tears you shed that they didn’t want you around. But what was life without them? You are sure it couldn’t be much worse than the feeling of dread that you battle every morning just to wake up. Your whole-body longs for their laughter, but the only thing remotely close your ears have heard to that is the sounds of them mocking you. When you tried talking to them, they blow off how you feel and downplay how you feel as if it was a petty issue that time would heal. Well, time doesn’t heal anything. It makes things worse. You try to think back to a time where you were genuinely contented. But as you search, all you see is darkness. You were always in pain deep down. But now that they are gone, you see it all. You start to connect the dots. They were using you all along. They never really loved you as they claimed. All you wanted was to be someone’s favorite person and someone’s first pick. Being around them was like entering a sad, empty town. Maybe one day they will realize the cold and bitterness in the eyes that stare back at them in the mirror. They will then be in constant agony and regret when their demons run out of innocent souls to ruin and turn against each other to diminish. They will feel everything that they made you feel. And when they relapse and try to feel the feeling that once raced through their veins while dragging you down to satisfy their sick needs, they will soon realize what they are. They are unwanted.