I am alone.
It seems as though I
am not wanted or
cared about.
I struggle to realize
this often.
I will always be
second best.
Never first.
Sometimes I think
my family just puts
up with me.
Sometimes I wonder
if my friends
actually like me,
or if I am just
a bother.
There are so many
people around me;
family, friends, strangers.
But no matter how
many people there
are, I am alone.
All Alone.