I am not one to be pitied. I am worthless, yes, but never one to be pitied. I bring my shame upon myself from my actions; And yet, she pities me. When I am left to sit alone, she follows, even as I find myself saying nothing. Time and time again she pities me. I’d be dead now had it not been for her pity. She knows I am never invited out or included, and she pities me. It hurts that I am alive only due to how pathetic I am.
Dear lost soul
In all honesty, we as people have remarkable traits, and are within everyone. I am 100% sure youre not pathetic, but a beacon of shinning light, leaving your own unique glow in the world. Chin up, people care, and respect yourself buddy.