@bgschannel9357

1 year ago

throughout the six years of my high school life, i was bullied and harassed by a bunch of rich twats. how they mocked me for not being "on their level", for being myself... i'll never forget those beatings, those taunts. they made me their victim. and i was their victim for the first four years. lockdown in the last two years gave me lots of time to rethink what had started all this - me going up to them in the first place, thinking they'd be my new friends at this new school. and every time they bullied me, i was always hoping they'd later on become my big group of friends. but they never did. it didn't matter to me anymore though. my school life was ending as it was, and i had realized something - they didn't decide if i was their victim. i did. and so i pulled the plug on them. except for the few real friends i had, i detached myself from the school's passout group - which contained them and more people like them. over time, many of the few friends i had also went away, one by one, till the point where i am, right now, two years later, with just one good friend reminding me of all the fun times i had in school. you see, i thought i could latch on to something, some big group that i could always rely on and have fun with. but that group never stays. it only left me with all the hurt in the world and moved on with the people i hated with all my heart. so i decided to be a loner. and this song? it reminds me of the constant, shifting pain of being one - knowing no one will ever be constant in my life. it's also weirdly cathartic, knowing - and thanks to this song, feeling - that no one will ever stick around enough to hurt me like that again. so, thank you day wave, for making this music. it made me feel like never before. edit: thanks for all the likes guys. just made this edit to tell any future readers that the pain dulls when you meet new people. better people. i met some new folks who basically helped me mend myself after all that for this last one year. this song still rings in my head, but as a soft reminder of who i am, not as a reminder of the pain. it. gets. better.

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