Growing up around my relatives I tried to make them happy and get them to like me. Only three people did.
Before I attended school I tried to get the neighborhood kids to like me. Nobody did.
When I attended K-12 I tried to get my peers to like me. Nobody did.
Every job I've worked at I've tried to make friends. I rarely did.
Every club or group I've been apart of I've tried to get people to like me. Very few and far between.
I'm never in the 'in group', and constantly alone but I'm always told that life is worth living.
Really? Are you sure? For what? I'm not liked. I'm not loved. I don't make a difference, and society wishes that I never existed.
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