Got a new dress,
A pretty pendant and a new sling bag,
It glimmers,
The heels are way over my budget,
But got them anyways,
Matching silver earrings with a diamond ring,
I am in a non-toxic relationship with money,
It shines,
It glitters,
It's all mine,
the drinks, the fries, the music, the high,
It doesn't pretend to love,
Doesn't make me feel insecure,
Wish I had more
to dissolve myself in to forget what's going on

Thought that having myself, having everyone else is what made me rich,
but everyone is full of shit,
and I love myself, but I dont like who I am,
awkwardness,
bad social skills,
People who hate me,
and people who pretend to not,
brains dumber than anyone,
a bad attitude,
faked it too much now I don't even know who I am anymore,
I got it all,
I got everything,
invitation to a party I had gone to invitations I didn't receive,
People who never liked me to friends that don't,
proud moments to the worst I could have been,
the disco ball,
it dropped,
the confetti on the floor is from the party celebrating my disasters,
there's a party everyday, you should drop by sometime,
I should be gifted a ban from breathing,
because sometimes even that seems wrong,
I know I should be grateful and all,
I am happy, very happy,
but I just don't like smiling anymore,
from follow back requests, to stories, and posts,
to being successful and finding someone, it's all a scam, all of it,
the thin line blurred between love and like,
and teenage became all about drama, crushes, and popularity,
who's pretty, who's hot?
truth or dare? what do you choose?
well here is a question, why are we doing this?
here is a dare, for once don't lie to me, please

© ~notyourfavperson