......This is a found poem. I got the "phrases" from Cut by Patricia McCormick, and Foo Fighters
In the dark, you know they all pretend.
But, I'm finished making sense.
Same old story: I will never surrender.
I sit in the corner farthest from you and you dead cow chair.
Don't expect anything and you won't get disappointed," you say to me.
You're so considerate.
Dont you ever think of me?
Forget what you're told.
If I lay here, if I just lay here with you,
I might forget.
But, it's always the same,
the silence is never ending.
I'm sick of pretending