I’m lonely and alone and I don’t understand it. Why? Am I alone? I’m not that bad of a person, I’m not selfish, self-centered nor stingy like so many people I know. Or I should say I used to know.
I don’t know people anymore. Apparently, no one wants to know me either. But why not? That’s what I ask myself.
I am well informed of the adage, “you want a friend be a friend..” I have done that. Alas I must have been a friend to the wrong type of people.
Seems a common feature that people remember me when they need some advice or free work. To just be friends though, to hang out, to ask me how I am is something that people in the Wastelands I live in is just something that is beyond their capacity. While I know they are stupid, simple and maybe even boring, it wouldn’t hurt my day if I knew they cared about ME.