I tend to ruin every good thing in my life.
Everything I touch turns to dust.
And with one strong gust, everything flies away.
People don't want me around, and honestly, I don't blame them.
Instead of letting things go, I keep things pushed down.
When I do finally let my feelings go, I yearn to stuff them back in.
I tell myself that nobody cares.
I'm supposed to be the strong, funny friend.
How dare I express my emotions?
I break down.
My friends look at me with confused expressions.
Why am I like this?
Why do I let myself stuff my emotions down so deep that I erupt all at once?
Why do I feel so alone?
My friends don't want me around anymore.
They've seen me at my worst and decided I'm far too much to handle.
I tend to ruin every good thing in my life.
Everything I touch turns to dust.
And with one strong gust, everything flies away.



















