I am tired of making friends,
the cycle never ends.
I want attention,
LIKE HELL !
What do they have
that I don’t?
I want attention.
I need attention.
Call me selfish—YES!
YES! YES!
You’ll never understand.
I’m tired.
Really tired.
But still…
a part of me
keeps dreaming
of a happy ending.
It just hurts—
to be the one
always ignored.