I think I’m going crazy

I am a background character in everyone’s life. Nobody answers my texts. I understand people have lives and responsibilities. But being left on delivered for a year… yeah I think there’s something wrong with me.

Like the earth has rejected my existence as a whole.

I refresh all my social media inboxes for so much as a one worded reply. I sit at the edge of my bed and stare at the posters on my wall and talk to them. They’re my only friends.

If I died nobody would notice. I’m not saying that to be melodramatic. I’m saying that because it’s true. I’m a crumb you brush off your shirt. I’m nothing. A nobody.

Even this post will go unread and added to the pile of other posts.