E-Cunt

They’re fine at the grocery store, but they tweet about how I’m a failure 24/7.

I see them at school, but they DM me insults about my mom.

They’re chill in person, but they post a rant about me at 3 a. m.

They roast me in a group chat, but they say hi in the hallway.

They send me a mean text, but they smile when I pass them in class.

They call me a loser on TikTok, but they sit next to me at lunch.

They’re cool at the bus stop, but they post a whole thread about me being bad at life.

They say hi in the hallway, but they send me a 10-line message about my dumb hair.

They laugh with me in class, but they tweet about how I’m the worst.

They’re fine at the gym, but they comment on my TikTok like it’s a crime.

They wave at me in the hallway, but they message me about my bad grades.

They sit with me at lunch, but they post a rant about me on Instagram.

They don’t talk to me in class, but they comment on my every post.

They sit next to me at lunch, but they tweet about how I’m the worst.

They say hi in the hallway, but they message me about my dumb outfit.

They don’t bother me in class, but they send me a mean message every day.

They sit with me at lunch, but they post a whole thread about me being dumb.

They say hi in the hallway, but they tweet about how I’m a total failure.