I question who my friends are everyday….that’s a sad way to live huh?
i’m that friend that has to walk behind the group when the path isn’t big enough. i’m that friend that gets cut off in the conversation. i’m that friend that gets left behind when i asked for them to wait for me. i’m that friend that doesn’t get invited to hang out alot. i’m that friend that if i want to go to the mall or some place with a friend i have to be the one to invite people to make sure i get included. i’ll always be that friend.
what if we feel pain in some parts of our body 24/7 since we were born but we just accepted it and now we feel nothing and that’s why babies cry so much