Feel Depressive...

Heart of Crystal


What is Your Heart REALLY Made of?
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...I wish. Especially the 'valued' bit.

There is a major problem with always being there. It is this: Being expected to always be there. Being taken for granted.

Being expected to be able to cope.

We can't always handle everything that comes at us. Sometimes we actually need help. That help can be as simple as letting someone know you're on their side. Not difficult. Nothing easier.

...So why is there no one I can count on to be on my side?

Why is it so impossible for anyone to notice that I'm hurting? Should I be proud to project such an aura of competance? Or should I wake up and realize that I'm just a scared little girl latching onto stronger people who only put up with me out of pity? Is that it?

If it is, please stop pretending to be my friend. I don't want pity.

All I want are friends. Friends who notice me. Is that too much to ask?

Apparently so.