You know what sucks? Being absolutely alone. Being there for everyone. Listening to their feelings, their problems, their worries. And being completely alone. Having no one to do the same for you. Sure there's offers. There's faces that pass by, accompany me, talk to me, walk with me- and then they're gone. Just like that. Without a care in the world. Because there's always someone else for them. Who's that 'someone else' for me? Just a companion. A friend is all I want. It's all I need. Someone that actually cares. That genuinely cares. There's no one. Absolutely no one. I thought it was you but your influences thought differently. I acted like it didn't bother me. But inside, it's killing me.