I wish someone would tell me who I am,
why I am here,
what makes me special,
what makes me unique,
what makes people know I am there.

I wish I had someone to share my life with.
Someone to tell me I am beautiful,
that I am really something,
that they want to be with me forever.

I wish I had someone to hold me.
Hold me tight on nights that I am cold.
Hold me tight when I am feeling alone.

I really ask for someone to tell me things about myself.
Things that I just don't notice, but others see.
Good things.
Even bad things.
Habits.

Does anyone else notice that I twirl my hair when I'm thinking?
Does anyone else notice I pull on my lip with my fingers when I'm nervous?
Does anyone else notice I rub my fingernails when I'm writing in my head?
Does anyone see me smile?
Does anyone see me cry?
Does anyone see me, and not just the words I write down?
Do I exist?
Am I here?
Or am I floating above it all, watching silently?

When I'm gone, will people notice?
Will people care?

Why am I like this?
Why do I feel like this?
Why do I feel alone and depressed?
Why do I feel I have no purpose here?
No reason.
Faulty wiring in my head, thats all.
No good reason at all.

Why do I sit in a corner and watch other people have a good time?
Why do I care what I look like?
Why do I grow jealous of people when they are happy?
Why do I push myself away?

Why do I know I have all these problems yet do nothing to fix them?

Nothing has changed.