The Last One

I know there are many people out there do not like me - My friends too.

I know i am not anyone's favourite person.

I know i am only the last person people will talk to.
I know i am only the last option people have.

I know. I see everything.

Since i was a kid, nobody likes me. I got no friend. I never have a beautiful chilhood memory. Even until now...

Should i be sorry for being true? For being myself?
Yes i am so boring, annoying, unattractive, not smart...There are nothing special about me to be explored, to be learned...
I have flaws everywhere. Like...everything in me.

I cant control what i feel.
I cant control what i think.
I cant stop making people feel awkward with me.

I know my friends are avoiding me.
When i was in high school, nobody wants to take selfies with me. Yes, obviously because i am ugly. I am fat.

I am really a nobody.

No one wants to listen to me.
It is always me who show effort to keep in touch with my friends.

I know that people do not like the way i am thinking. Nerdy. Naive.
I know i am hot-tempered and get them sick of me.

I know. I see everything.

Please. Keep ignoring me. I dont mind anymore. I have been through all these for years that i am so sure that i can be heartless. Yes.