....

I am alone.

Damn those who say I am not because they have no clue what they are talking about.

I am a loser.

I could never be liked in school growing up, loved when I did wrong, liked when I did right, approved when I thought I excelled (never good enough)...

Everything I touch I fail in.

All my friends who claim to be friends never desire to reach out to me as I do not fit in their schedules.

I am alone.

Everything I attempt to dream is squashed by forces (internal and external)

I am tired.

I want to sleep--forever.

no...more....pain....

I am tired of crying
tired of hurting
tired of trying
tired of living for someone else

I want to sleep.