The moon is 238,855 miles away

But thats not far enough

Not far enough away from the bad people

Not far enough away for the pain

I can’t escape

I bite the hand that feeds me, so that maybe it’ll let me starve

Maybe I can disappear

Maybe people will forget about me

But I’ll remember

I’ll remember I was labeled with disappointment

I’ll remember the dirty looks

I’ll remember that no one wants me

I’ll remember that I’m nothing.

————————————————————————————————-

QOTD: What do you you want to do with your life?

Love you guys! ♥️ Thanks for reading and have a great day!