I hate the fact that my own family never bothers to even call me once.
Or even bothers to even come visit me.
They say that they love me and say that they miss me.
but whats all that about if they don't even come see me.
Do they even wonder if I'm still alive?
Do they even care?
Do they really love me?
Do they really miss me?
No one.
Not even my friends I knew in high school or the ones I grew up with.
They all say they are busy.
Loneliness kills me.
I hate being by myself.
but now I realize no one of my families or friends ever wanna bother with me.
And I usually come see them.
And I live 80 miles away.. but why does that stop you from coming?
I come visit you.
It makes me sad.
Makes me wanna close my heart.
What did I do wrong?
Does anyone even care about me?
Does anyone miss me?
Does anyone even love me??
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