Eleven
My friends always get mad when I talk bad about myself. I'll make some comment and they'll tell me to stop talking. I know they're just trying to be nice, and trying to get me not to beat myself up so much, but I can't help but get the feeling that they just want me to shut up...
Besides, even amongst friends I feel guilty for even opening my mouth. Sometimes I wonder if that's why I'm so antisocial...
Cuz the world is better off not knowing that I exist
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