Trapped

I try too hard to make others happy, put their needs ahead of mine. I try too hard to fit into society, conforming to what is expected of me.

Why should I care what others think of me? Because all that has done is shove me into a corner from which I cannot escape. I'm  trapped in this cloud of judgement and no matter what I do I will never be enough.

I was never the favourite child. I was always the so called friend that could be forgotten in a blink of an eye.

I told myself that in order to be stronger, I did not need such attachments. I was wrong.
I crave for affection, for love, for the attention of those who do not deserve it.

Am I weak in saying that I want such things?

I have been hurt enough to know better, but then why do I feel this way? Is it part of human nature to love and want to be loved back?

Pathetic.