Do you regret the way you treated me? What about how you shoved weird substances into my nose? You remember when I said no and you told me I was a bummer? Never any fun. Sitting in the back seat of the Pontiac scared for my life. Desperately craving your love and acceptance. I never felt those things with you just so we are clear. My anxiety turned into a disorder. My personality became fear and sadness. No one noticed no one cared. Your friends tried sometimes.. They'd ask me how I was... stand up for me on those rare occasions. But they were your friends, never mine. They still lied to my face everyday, left me all alone with you. Do you regret those years? I do. I regret every time I stayed. Everytime I just went with the "flow". I was so afraid to be alone. Little did I know that I was already alone. Those were the loneliest years of my life. You know it has been years. Six years to be exact and I still regret wasting my teenage years wrapped up with the wrong crowd. And I've apologized for everything I did those years. I have forgiven myself. I was only a child. But I just want to know... Do you regret it? Are you sorry?