Written: by Felicia Spencer

AN: I have to warn you guys. There is a few choice words in this poem, but nothing too bad I assure you. I hope that none of you are offended, but I personally think that this is what makes this poem stand out. Anyways I hope you like it. As you can see, for the past few weeks I've been in a bad mood. Things are just not going well for me, with the exception of a few things like the mail order business I'm opening. I'll let you guys know more when I get the site up and running. Anyways I'm ranting, and I know that you don't wanna hear me whine. So I'll shut up now, and let you enjoy the poem

AN2: I've decided to write the poem in a somewhat storyline style. I got this idea from two very talented poets on this site: Clouden3, and astral boy. They get the credit for this very unique style of writing poetry. I'm just using their example, and I hope that they won't mind too much. Anyways their great. You guys should check em out. I'll leave you with that, and for now I bid you adieu' (I hope that's spelled right.)

Damn you.

For making me feel so unpretty, insignificant, and unworthy of your love. Thank you for making me feel as if I were nothing more than a nuisance. The lies you told me once made me feel beautiful, lovely, and so unbelievably sexy. But...they were all lies. All lies used to confuse me.

Was that your plan? Well guess what? You've succeeded.

I'm confused, forlorned, depressed into the depths of despair. I feel not like myself, but more along the lines of someone else. I feel beneath you, beneath me. I feel like I'm nothing.

And damn you...

for making me feel this way.