Have you ever, all of a sudden, felt completely ridiculous.
Like everyone has their eyes on you and there’s a sign
taped to your back that says: laugh at me, judge me.
Moments like that make your skin crawl and itch
and all you want to do is tear it off, strip by strip,
watching your own blood puddle at your feet.
Then, they’d really have a reason to stare.
And by everything, I literally mean everything. I notice when someone stops hitting me up like they used to. I notice when the way someone talks to me starts changing. I notice the little things that people do, and the little things they used to do. I notice when things change, and when it’s no longer the same. I notice every single little detail. I just don’t say anything.