Unwanted
Writing CompilationI don't need it, nor do I crave it. That glint of empathy in your eyes; the way you suddenly speak such kind words — I need none of it.
At times I just want to scream; I want to announce that this is more torture than my actual predicament. I want to be isolated so I won't be the subject of your sympathy.
I have no use for your pity.
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