When did we go from living with the planet to living upon it?
A human pest,
The one’s so desperate for attention,
You feel desperate yourself when they’re around.
When they make you feel unsure of yourself.
You never wanted to be the person that didn’t reply,
But they text you 13 times,
In an hour.
They always sit so close,
Even though you’ve mentioned your personal space,
A hundred times,
A hundred and one would be too much.
You never wanted to push someone away on purpose,
But here you are, wanting to push them away.
It’s too much energy to worry about their happiness when you only want to worry about your own.
I hope one day they find a friend.
More like them.
I hope one day, I find a friend.