Why must I be living I am not needed people can't need me all they need is one good friend, food, water, and a roof over there head. They don't need me I am useless to people. All they want to do with me is use me to get what the want they just want to use me to steal. They also say they "want to be with me" But all they actually want is to use me to get to other people to get close to them and I'm just left in the dust never to be talked to again. Why do we need people to give us attention? Why do we need love?
