A Letter To Someone Who Can't Be Special Anymore

I began to realize..

I began to realize that I wasn't much of anyone.

I began to realize that people thought poorly of me.

I began to realize that I was just another person to be used.

But I also began to realize that everyone else was also just another person to be used.

So I started using them. Abusing them.

I became what I hated the most.

I thought I was better than that.