Did you determine that I've proven myself to be unraveling before the eyes of the world?
Did you decide my honesty reveals my mental instability?
Do you choose silence as your response to my life because you're afraid I might contaminate you?
Are my confessions upsetting only because I have made them public? Or, are they upsetting because they're real?
Have you even talked to me about my blog and how it makes you feel? Or is that discussion reserved for anyone but me?
Did you miss the part where I chose to trust in you as my friend?
Did you become confused and decide these blogs weren't meant for you directly?
Or am I the one determining, deciding, choosing, fearing contaminants, avoiding, and confusing things?
Maybe I am unraveling. But you are watching it with judgment. I know who I'd rather be.
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