Tuesday

i want my best friend back.
i really do.
yes i don't really have anyone besides her.
a couple perhaps.

yes i feel invisible most of the time. and unseen.
and un heard.
and, not cared about.
and things like that.
but i think im used to these things.
and im not complaining.
maybe there are people out there that still care about me.
but i do know that a lot of people never really let me know what i was to them.
if i was ever anything. i dont know.

maybe i'm just a brick wall. and most things are my fault.

life moves on. people do to.
and we can't blame. or tear things down.
i guess we can only accept how everything is.
or else.

you really are alone.