home.

i feel like i've been ignored.
i sat there, laughed and talked to them.
but none of them responded.
as if i'm not there.
as if i'm invisible.

it's sick to think what have i done.
because i can't remember anything that was mean.
only the smallest thing from asking them
to throw out the rubbish,
to wash the frying pan.

it's sick to follow their pace.
like, they ignore me and i shall ignore them too.
actually i've tried.
but failed terribly.
failed as in i ended up being depressed.

depressed because after these 3 1/2 years,
i never ignore anyone (unless we're pissed each other off)
you and me were so fine.