There’s many times when I feel useless. That I’m not important…to anyone. I try and keep people around, but they never seem to stay. Being lonely is hard, and being alone within a crowd is suffocating. Only one person in my life has made me feel wanted, has made me feel like I have a purpose, and I pushed him away. Because we couldn’t be together. We just couldn’t. And now he’s happy. He’s doing so good. And I’m happy for him, I truly am, but when can I finally be happy for myself?
I’m a good luck charm for everyone except myself.. I can’t seem to make enough of a mark, or an impression on someone so that they’ll think I’m worth there while.
I’m just sad, and lonely, and it’s hard.
I want to be happy, and there are many times I feel as if I almost am. But this sadness is deeper than just my skin. And it won’t go away.